Chapter 6

Previously on the alien who talked...

we slowly stepped across the park to the bench to the part where no one was near when suddenly... FWOOP! Oh no! The aliens head was suddenly revealed under the cloak! Everyone suddenly screamed and left the park like an earthquake was happening, and we were deserted in the middle of the park, annoyed and lonely.

After the terrible incident at the park yesterday, we decided not to take any more risks and did not go to the park in the future, So we stayed at home all day and thought of things to do, but the ideas were amazingly vague. Every night, before I fell asleep, I thought of my parents, and, although they tried to hurt me, happy times swarmed like bees into my head, like the time when they took me out to the park, and they were so kind to me, but thoughts kept coming into my head, and I wondered in my head, what had got into them on that day when they were acting odd, and were walking like zombies and were trying to attack me in the garden? Were they hypnotized? There were many things that could have happened, and, one night, I even thought, what if it was the alien? Yes, I knew he tried to save me, but what if this was all planned out? What if he was on to me next? I was probably going crazy that night, and I tried to keep these thoughts out of my head, but they kept me up all night and stuck to my head like a woodpecker to a tree. What was I going to do? If I left the house and the alien was just an innocent creature, I would feel sorry for him, but, if he was an evil villain, what would happen to me? Nerves chilled down my spine that night as I lay down on my bed, thinking as I dozed off into darkness, darkness...

That's because I was asleep again. The next morning, I woke up to a *nice* breakfast of corny flakes and water. I had a chat about last night with the alien, and he did accept the fact that he looked quite suspicious, but crossed his heart he would never touch such a nice person as me. This made me feel comfortable again, and I did not have any worries about this in the future, just nice, comfortable feelings. I felt safer and safer in the next few months, and our hearts stuck together as one, I even started calling him dad! Also, not a single argument had come up, and this father figure alien would die for me. He would never do things around the house without me being around, and my life became the luckiest life I think any boy could get, but I knew any boy would think it was something to look at and be disgusted by, but my connections with the alien were something special and to cherish for our whole lives.