DEATH'S DOOR

 

I once owned a pet fish. His name was Jerry. Jerry died early in his life with me. This is not suppose to be clever funny or anything like that just a serious conversation. It haunted me when I was younger... I woke in my scooby doo pj, walked past my parents room and out to see Jerry who was under a big heat lamp I constructed at school that year. So I was sneaking down the hallway and snuck right up on Jerry offering him an enthusiastic BOO and tap on the glass. To my dismay he was some how doing a new trick I didnt teach him and he was acting like he was a life saver... not the candy... HE AND I STARED AT ONE ANOTHER. His eyes full of life but come to be was lifeless. I remember sitting there telling him all about my dreams and what my night consisted of... never knowing the truth. He was dead. Of course this has haunted me for a year now. Being thirty years old and having your gold fish die prematurely isnt really something that goes away quickly. 

 

I lie awake a night. Thinking of how I could have not known that Jerry was going to die. I think to myself that maybe he committed suicide. Maybe he drowned, over ate... or suffocated himself performing his new trick. I dunno... but I feel like life itself is fleeting and I am nothing more then a water balloon on a bed of nails. I don't eat anything unless I make it myself anymore... I am eating and drinking only ramen ... I dont leave the house anymore... unless I must... ill stand on my stoop and yell to the next door kids to do things for me but they never do so I actually end up having to leave the step and grab the mail or remove the flaming poop bags from the front lawn. 

 

My parents kicked me out of the house for losing my job and so I now live in a tent in the back yard with an electrical cord running to it so I can run my laptop and all my other important things. Like my hair curler. I dont use it for curling my hair but I do find it great to place in my pillow as I sleep. 

 

SO far I haven't said anything about the film. I refuse to give the goods... just like the film did. AT THE END OF THE FILM IT SAYS "THIS PERSON DIED, this person this person and this."  So they reject us the goods... I will reject you the goods of the review.