My Mother and The Rumble Fish

Today my world changed forever. It started at home when father came in. Out of nowhere I asked him if our mother was crazy. He told me no, she just had a different view on the world and wanted to experience it. He explained that neither her nor my brother are crazy just misplaced. "the ability to do anything and find nothing to do". I remembered what the Motorcycle boy told me about mom a few nights ago, or was it last night? That night the Motorcycle boy broke into the pet store I pasted so many nights ago. He didn't act secretive, didn't go quietly, as if the store was open during the day. All he did was let loose all the animals, and took the Siamese fighting fish towards the river. There was sirens everywhere, we had to sprint. The Motorcycle boy didn't say a word, just kept heading towards the river. The police set of a so called warning shot, then shot the motorcycle boy dead. I was then pinned up against the police car and frisked from head to foot. They didn't want to take me to the hospital so i slashed my wrists and made them. It was then that I became the Motorcycle boy: alone, colorblind, and unknowing of where to go with myself.

Rusty-James Out