ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
All stories originate within my own mind. Do not do stories about other stories, movies, or books. Any moron can do that. No stereo-typical characters or political correctness tolerated here, only true insight. [July 2006]
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Its Alright Gregory Allen
IT’S ALRIGHT
BY GREGORY ALLEN
Ben had always thought that his father was a magician. Whenever Ben was afraid or hurt, his father would say his magic words, and soon, the pain would go away. Other people tried to use these words, but they never worked for them. They did not know how to make the magic work.
The first time Ben could remember the words was when he was a small child. Ben had wandered on to the dock, intent on going fishing like the big boys. Ben had tried to cross the distance between the dock and the boat as he had seen others do a hundred times. But, Ben’s legs were too short and he ended up in the cold lake instead. His water-soaked diaper dragged him down as he tried to scream, but water got in his mouth. Ben choked and struggled as he sank to the bottom, worried he might get in trouble. Something pulled at the back of his diaper and he was jerked from the water. His father held him and stroked Ben’s head as he spit out water and tears leaked from his eyes. His father had said the magic words, “it’s alright”, and, soon, it was.
Ben’s father used his magic to help Ben get through that first, scary day of school and to chase the pain away when Ben stepped on the broken glass without his shoes on. His father used his magic a lot when Ben had those bad dreams about his mother leaving him at the shopping mall and walking away. Ben knew that his mother had gone to a place called “Heaven” and could not return, but he forgot it when he went to sleep. It took a long time and much magic before he remembered when he was sleeping.
When Ben was eight, the principal had come to Ben’s class and took him to his office. His aunt Marla was there wiping her red eyes with tissues. The principal explained to Ben that he was to leave school and go with his aunt.
His aunt took him to the hospital, the same place his father had taken him when he had cut his foot. She took him to a room where his father was. To Ben, it looked like his father was sleeping, maybe because of all those tubes going into him were making him tired. Aunt Clara said that it was going to be alright, but Ben knew it wouldn’t be unless his father said the magic words.
Ben tried and tried to wake his father so that he could say the special words, but his father stayed asleep. Ben tried to say the words but they didn’t work for him. His father never remembered to wake up and had to go to Heaven too.
Ben had thought that Heaven was in the sky, but they put his father in a box and put him into the ground. Many people came, all dressed in black, and watched as the man with the white collar said some non-magic words and Ben was told to throw some dirt on the box. After that, he went to live with his aunt Clara.
Ben had nightmares and cried a lot, and his father was not there to make them go away. His aunt could not do the magic, but gave him pills instead. The pills made Ben sleep a lot and not remember anything. The pills were his aunt’s magic.
As Ben got older, he discovered other new and better magic pills. These pills did not come from his aunt. Ben got them from a man in the park with the big car and the thick stack of money. As a teen, Ben discovered the almost unlimited variety of substances that could make him forget, but none ever equaled the healing tones of his father’s magic words.
In time, Ben forgot about his father, except for those few sober moments when he would crawl into a corner and sob to himself that everything was NOT alright.
It was not alright when he was arrested for drug possession and sent to the reform camp, where he learned how to steal. It was not alright when he was arrested for robbery and sent to prison where he learned the harsh realities of prison life. It was not alright when his failed attempt to rob his drug supplier earned him three bullets in his chest.
As Ben laid there, on the cold, rapidly reddening pavement, he cried for his father, like when he was eight, to hold him and tell him it was alright. He sobbed, full of fear and pain, as the life ran out of him.
Ben opened his eyes and saw his father, back from heaven. He felt an arm around his shoulders and a loving caress on his head as Ben was led away from his dead body. At last, Ben heard the familiar, soothing tones of his father saying, “its alright”, and Ben knew, then, that it was.
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