Telling my childhood Part 1
It was different growing up in the country as a child for me. It was the mid 80’s, I was a hispanic male with a white family. I was the oldest of three children and all three of us had different fathers. Which none of them were in our lives. I was raised without a father in the house. Had no one to look up to So i had to figure things out on my own. We didn’t come from money. We wasn’t even middle class. We were poor as they come. But what we did have was a lot of love. Growing up i learned that you don’t always get what you want when you want it. But if you work really hard you can have anything!
As a kid we lived very poor with other kids that where equally poor. So when it came to playing we really had to use our imaginations! I remember as a child going to my friends Little Donny’s. We called him Little Donny becasue his father was named donny also. I guess calling him Junior made to much sense. It was never a dull moment at Little Donny’s house. He was younger than me by a few years, But had a mouth on him beyond his years. His childhood wasn’t the best. He had a father that was a heavy drinker and a mother that didn't pay to much attention to him or his older sister. Both were gone a lot of the time which left Little Donny and his sister to their self to do whatever they wanted and they did a lot which i will get to in these short stories.
THE BABYSITTER
I remember One day mid summer when i was 13 years old. I walked down to Little Donny’s to hangout and play. When i arrived there was a car in the driveway that i didn’t recognize. As i walked into the driveway walking closer to the front door. Little Donny’s sister came outside with a man and a woman. She was walking them to their car and i heard her say i will take care of them don’t worry. As i walk closer to the front door i pass Little Donny’s sister and the man and woman. I walk passed with a short smile and my head mostly towards the ground. As i walk into the house i see three children sitting on the couch. The youngest one looks no older than two years old. While the oldest one looks no older than four years old. As i shut the door i see Little Donny in the kitchen. He notices me and i ask him who the man and woman were. He said his sister is babysitting for a couple of hours. As i walked towards the kitchen he asked me What do you want to do today? I said it doesn’t matter we could ride bikes or go fishing in the pond across the street. We ended up going outside and messing with a broke down go kart that he had. Neither one of us new how to fix it. But we talked a good game to each other trouble shooting the issue as we look at it and daydream about what it would be like driving it once it was fixed. Some time had gone by and we were getting thirsty from being out in the summer heat. So we went inside to get some water when Little Donny’s sister asked him to watch the kids while she goes and gets some things at the store. Little Donny said Fuck you whore! Remember! Little Donny had a foul mouth on him. His sister said i will give you a couple of my cigarette’s when i get back. Little Donny agreed but you could see the look on Donny’s face it would come with a price. He waited patiently looking out the window watching his sister leaving the yard as she walked to the store. When she was out of site Little Donny pulled the window curtains together really hard and said. “I’m getting this fucking bitch back for making me watch these little kids” With a smirk on my face I said “What do you mean get her back? You agreed to it! Not knowing what Little Donny had in mind. But knew what he was capable of. Little Donny ignored what i said like i never said anything and walked passed me heading to his room. Like i said it was never a dull moment at Little Donny’s house. As Donny passed me i turn around and follow him. While the three children are in the living room watching TV. As we walk into his bedroom Donny grabs his BB gun that's leaning in the corner of his room. I said “What are you going to do with that?” You going to shoot your sister? With a half smile on his face Little Donny said no. I’m going to scare these kids. I said “What the hell Donny! What did they do? Little Donny said nothing but my sister will have to deal with them crying. I said you shoot those kids and i will kick your ass! Donny said there are no BB’S in this gun as he pumps it and pull the trigger several times demonstrating there is nothing but pumped up air coming out of the barrel. Little Donny then proceeds to go into the kitchen and gets the ketchup out of the refrigerator and comes back into the room. Where he pours ketchup into the barrel of the BB gun. Once it was full he grabbed a orange ski mask from his dresser drawer and put it on his face. Before i could say anything Little Donny walked passed me brushing my arm as he walked out of the bedroom. Before i could make it out of the room i could hear Donny screaming in an angry voice “ Alright all you mother fuckers get on the couch” All you could hear was these kids screaming wanting their mother. As i made it into the living room Little Donny had the BB gun pointed at the youngest one saying “ I’m going to kill your little brother” Talking to the two young but older kids. They where saying “No don’t kill my brudder” At that moment Little Donny fires his BB gun right into the youngest kids face. Ketchup splatters everywhere. All over the kid, all over the couch and the wall behind the kid. At that moment the kid with the ketchup on his face starts screaming bloody murder as the other two children do as well thinking that Little Donny just killed there brother. So Little Donny proceeds to do this to the other two kids. Before you know it there are three little kids two of them still in diapers Sitting on the couch drenched in ketchup. And in that moment of ketchup chaos i hear a door shut. Little Donny runs to the window and peeks out of the curtains and see’s his sister getting out of the car of the man and woman she was babysitting for. They must have seen her walking when they were on their way back to pick up their kids. So not knowing what to do. Me and Little Donny jump out of the living room window which was facing the backyard. We hid in the tall grass and could hear even more screaming coming from the parents of those three children. “What in the fucking fuck is going on! Why are my kids covered in ketchup! You will never watch my kids again! I am going to talk to your parents! Little Donny’s sister was pissed at him for what he did. But she wasn’t surprised and the parents of the kids never really new what happend. I Can’t wait to tell you about the next story. When Little Donny’s sister sticks a fork in Little Donny’s head. This is just one of many stories that had happened hanging out at Little Donny’s growing up as a kid. Follow my page to read more short stories about my childhood. I will publish one every week until i run out of stories to tell.
