[Brian-Alexander]

The Mental Case
Eric reluctantly put Bently on his leash and headed out his house door. As he was walking down the street with Bently pulling on the leash, he bent down to tie his shoe. Big mistake, a squirrel dodged in front of Bently the moment Eric bent down. Bently started chasing after the squirrel and pulled the leash out of Eric’s hands, causing him to fall forward. Bently ran off into someone’s yard after the squirrel, Eric chased him after he found Bently barking at the bottom of the tree the squirrel had run up. As Eric went to get his dog, he noticed and old woman sitting on her back porch.
“I’m really sorry! I didn’t think my dog would run into your yard,” apologized Eric.
“Come here boy,” commanded the old woman.
Eric immediately obeyed, but didn’t get too close.
“Closer,” said the old woman.
Eric took a few steps closer. Satisfied, the old woman them commenced to say a few strange words under her breath,
“From now on, you will be able to hear your dog talk, but you are the only one who can hear him,” Said the old woman with a slight smirk.
Eric thought about this for a minute. He decided it would be cool to hear his dog talk. Finally, he managed to pry Bently away from the tree. As they were walking down the street, Bently decided to speak up,
“Hey kid, I just had an idea. You want to go have some fun?” said Bently with slight an Italian accent.
“Sure replied Eric with great curiosity. “What kind of fun?” “Well” Said Bently “the type of fun that involves chances.”
“It depends on the chances and what consequences would result in return.” Replied Eric in a monotone voice.
By this time in their conversation they had reached the front door. As Eric turned the doorknob he replied, “I’ve always liked chances so…sure I’m in.”
“Good,” Bently answered with great delight, “ I was hoping you’d say that, I could use you for lots of things, umm…I mean I have ideas for you of ways to have fun.”
After Eric got into the door he quickly went to tell his parents about Bently.
“Mom! Dad! Guess what, Bently can Talk!” Exclaimed Eric very fast.
“Don’t be silly Eric, you know dogs can’t talk,” said his mother very calmly.
“I know, but Bently can. We were in this old lady’s yard can she said some weird words and then she said that Bently could talk and I was the only one who could understand him,” he trailed off his thought.
Why had he thought his parents would have been able to understand? He distinctly heard the old lady say he would be the only one who could understand him. Eric decided to do and talk to Bently.
“Bently, can I ask you a question?” inquired Eric.
“You just did,” stated Bently.
“Well can I ask you another one?” Asked Eric,
“You did,” Bently said Flatly.
“Seriously Bently,” Said Eric, getting impatient.
“Sure kid, shoot,” Said Bently with a laugh.
“Why don’t my parents believe that you can talk? They know about that old lady down the street. They both think she’s an odd person, why is it so hard to believe that you can talk because of her?” Asked Eric.
“Heck if I know, kid,” Said Bently
“And why do you keep on calling me kid?! You’re the one who’s a DOG for crying out loud,” Yelled Eric.
“Hey, you want to have fun right?” added Bently quickly changing the subject.
“Sure,” answered Eric with curiosity.
“Alright then, lets go have some fun,” Said Bently with a smirk.
A while later Eric bursts out of a convenience store with Huggies© under his arm.
“What do you need those for?” questioned Eric out of breath.
“Nothing, I just wanted to see if you could,” said Bently with a flourish.
“Hey kid! Get back here” yelled the clerk.
“Oh crap!” said Eric under his breath, He started running away as fast as he could, but he forgot he was the slowest person in his grade. The cops quickly caught up to him. He was arrested on the spot for stealing the Huggies©. When he went to the police station they questioned him on why he did it. He tired to explain as best as he could but no one would believe him. All the police did was laugh at him.
“To this day, everyone thinks that Eric is a mental case and now he is staying in a nice padded room in a nice institution. Some times I wonder why I even put that curse on the dog.” Said the old woman.


- By: Brian, Jenny, and Karen
^this is a short story i wrote with some people in school for English. Let me know what you think about it.....