Tuesday, March 16, 2010

MADNESS


New York felt cold. It was winter.


The Mad Scientist was working on a project. It was lunchtime but he wasn’t eating. He, Disco, was too busy for lunch. He was sitting on the floor in his laboratory. In his right hand was a pencil. In his left hand was his science notebook. He was starting a new science project and it couldn’t wait.


The top of the page had the following words: I DON”T KNOW.


Why would Disco write “I DON”T KNOW.”


Until that day, Disco really thought he knew everything but something happened in the morning to tell his he did not.


He felt cold. His muscles would not let him write. When he tried to write the title of the experiment his muscles only wrote “I DON”T KNOW.” He had lost control of his hand. He wanted to write “Why do some people lose control of their hands?” but he had lost control of his own. He could not even move his hand; it was just moving on it’s own.


He had been sitting on the floor just looking at the words on the paper for one hour when he remembered that his hand was doing the work. Disco was doing the wrong work. Disco wanted to write “I don’t know” but on accident he was trying to write “Why do some people lose control of their hand?” That was supposed to be the subtitle. Now he had already done his test.

1 comment:

jrobertoppen said...

Yikes, this is scary!.....I used to know everything........

Owen is Disco getting old?