Date: Wed, 6 Jun 2012 18:40:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rykel Cordova <crykel_writer@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE ADVENTURES OF MICK- PROLOGUE

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The following story contains words and elaborative stories not suitable to
minors. Read at your own risk. This story is a work of fiction. Any
resemblance to any person, character, place or incident is purely
coincidental.

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CHAPTER ZERO
"THE AWAKENING"

My mom used to tell me I'm a smart kid. I would ask alot of questions about
things and I would always be curious about alot of stuff. I love exploring
things from how to ride a bicycle, how to cook, checking out the tree or
the insects crawling under the rock in our garden. I dont know why, but its
just me.

When I was 5, I didnt know how it happened, but just naturally, my aunt's
husband came into our lives. Uncle Gil is a tall guy (atleast for a 5 year
old me then,) about 6 foot in height and well muscled. He works at a
construction company far from our house so he comes home once in about 3
days only. He and Aunt Izzy got married and got busy. Soon they had a
child,my first cousin. During those times I rememembered having a deep
sense of admiration towards my uncle-in-law, maybe because I grew up in a
household of 5 aunts and an uncle who was always out of the house busy
hittin drugs. My life as a 5 year old kid was just like that everyday, and
whenever my Uncle Gil was around, I would come to him and watch TV with him
and play and sleep together.

Everything was normal until one evening that changed everything..

One summer night when the family had a party and evryone stayed up late, of
course as a child I couldnt keep up with the grown adults around me in
staying up late, I slept earlier than everybody (though I dont know how to
read the clock yet)while they mingle and have fun while drinking and eating
in the house. Uncle Gil wasn't home yet so I was not so happy and just
decided to sleep anyways and wake up early tomorrow so I can play with
him. After some rolling to and forth under the blankets my body had decided
to finally rest and call it a night.

After hours of sleep I woke up and it was just dawn and everybody was still
asleep. Perhaps exhausted and drunk from party everyone was snoring
loudly. I tried to sleep again but I guess I slept too early so I
couldnt. Then I thought "hey maybe Uncle Gil is home now maybe I should
come and lie next to him." Carefully walking through our wooden floors I
made my way to Uncle Gil and Aunt Izzy's room. Right at the door I saw
Uncle Gil's slippers which meant he was home! I was happy to know that I
can see him tonight, or atleast if he's sleeping now, just lie down and
sleep next to him! I didnt want to wake anyone up, so I carefully opened
the door (good thing it didn't creak) and I just peeked at the opening from
where the door is joint to the wall. At first I didn't see a thing though
the lights were turned on (they sleep with the lights on) but then I saw my
Uncle's body lying sideways on the floor, in front of the door, facing my
aunt. They seemed to be hugging but he was moving back and forth, sorta
like a rocking chair, only lying sideways. I noticed his hips that moved
more than any part of his body and though I can see that, everything is
hidden under the blanket. It seemed like he had something in his middle
part that he is using to bump with Aunt Izzy's stomach. I wanted to see
more. I tried to open the door a bit more but when I did, it hit Uncle
Gil's feet and he noticed it so he kicked it back to close gently,not
knowing I was there at all. I gave up in opening it again and returned to
my room silently.

I felt uneasy and nervous. I didnt know why. at first I thought my aunt was
in pain. She was crying out strange sounds. Maybe I should go back and
ask. But she was saying "more..more please" so maybe she is not in pain. My
mind was racing with questions like, "what is my handsome uncle doing to my
aunt", "why was Uncle Gil's face red and sweaty", and "why was aunt Izzy
crying out strange sounds" (i didnt know it was called moaning then) and
"was aunt Izzy in pain?, if so then why is she saying 'more,more"..?

I couldnt go back to sleep. Not after what I saw. This was something bigger
than crawling insects under a rock. This is more exciting than learning how
to ride my bike. So i just lay down on my bed, trying to think of
something. "Hmm what should I do," I thought.

Then i promised myself, I'm gonna find out the next time he sleeps at our
house.

-continued-