Skeleton Quarry (504 hits)
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Submitted by earth_collapse (View user info) at 2007-09-19 02:22:09 EDT
I saw Sean last out by Skeleton Quarry, fucked up on oxycotton or something, tracing patterns in the sand with a stick. He said, "Remember that time when we crashed my father's car?"
"Yeah."
"Remember how pissed he was?"
"Yeah, I remember." He sniffed and rubbed his nose and threw his stick over the ledge. Below, the crystal-clear blue water ran deep, and during the day, you could see old rusted Chevy's laying on the bottom.
"I miss those... those times, you know?"
I didn't answer, instead, I sat on the ground next to him. We sat silent for some time.
"Like, if you would have told me then that this is where we'd be now..." Sean said, pulling a Marlboro lazily out of his pocket. "I would have said you were out of your fucking mind." He laughed, lighting his cigarette and taking a deep, exaggerated inhale.
"What do you mean?"
"Fuck it, you know."
"What?"
"This place. Like all everyone sees is this idea of beauty, man. This fucking Garden of Eden, this supposed paradise. All I see are fuckin' trees, everywhere, fuckin' hanging over us like bars."
I smiled. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I am talking about us, man, stuck, here, right here, stuck in this fucking prison."
"If you want to leave, then why don't you just leave?"
"I can't leave."
"Sure you can," I said, "Just leave."
"With what man? With who? Where am I gonna go? What am I gonna do?" He put his hands out, his cigarette drooping from his lips.
"Stop whining then."
He points at me. "Fuck yourself."
"Come on, let's get out of here man." I said, the last orange embers of the fire beginning to suffocate.
"I think I'll stay here awhile."
"Come on, it's late."
"Nah, man, you go ahead, I'll catch up to you tomorrow..."
I began to walk away when I heard Sean stand up.
"Hey, Dan." He said as I turned around. I watched as he ran towards the ledge, and then jumping off he screamed as he fell.
I heard a splash and then nothing. I quickly went to the ledge, trying to make out something through the pitch black.
"Sean, you okay man?" There was no response except for an echo. "Sean man, stop fucking around."
I waited, and still there was nothing.
"Sean, quit fucking around man, answer me."
Again I waited and then I heard a splash as he submerged from the water.
"Dude, I touched the bottom."
"What the fuck are you doing man, I thought you were fucking dead."
"Chill out, man... Hey, what do you think about New York... you wanna go there with me?"
"Next time, make sure you hit your head on a fucking rock and drown." I spat at him, leaving the edge.
"Hey, don't be like that baby... what do you think, you wanna go?"
I walk away as I hear him call my name, and then repeat the question.
Though I wanted to say something, I didn't, and instead, continued walking back to my truck and drove home. A little drowsy from the xanax, I took back roads and smoked a joint. Occasionally I'd slow down for an armadillo or maybe a deer, I can't remember which now, but that was the last time I ever saw Sean.
User Reviews
Submitted by Kaelic (user info) at 2007-09-23 22:52:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good story.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-09-19 15:38:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2007-09-19 15:35:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Hey, aren't you the dork who gets really pissed off when Shlongy drops a -2 on you?
I'm pretty sure it's you.
Submitted by DudeThatsBOSH (user info) at 2007-09-19 15:10:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
bad grammar or not, i liked the story.. which i think is more important.
Submitted by earth_collapse (user info) at 2007-09-19 14:58:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
But, yeah... bad grammar.
Submitted by earth_collapse (user info) at 2007-09-19 14:57:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
"The official name is OxyContin, but on the street it's known as "oxycotton." And at a dollar a milligram, it's the drug du jour from the coal-mining country of Kentucky to the bleak factory towns of rural Maine."
http://www.webmd.com/news/20010209/oxycotton-new-street-drug-of-choice-for-many
Submitted by Rhymenocerous (user info) at 2007-09-19 13:15:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by MichelleNJ (user info) at 2007-09-19 12:48:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
sorry... 0 for the oxycotton
Submitted by DirtyHarry (user info) at 2007-09-19 11:50:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
It's got a lot of potential.
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2007-09-19 11:25:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2007-09-19 11:13:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
"Again I waited and then I heard a splash as he submerged from the water. "
i liked this overall but fuck cryin out loud. you cannot submerge from water nor can you be submerged from water.
Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1) - Cite This Source
sub·merge /səbˈmɜrdʒ/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[suhb-murj] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation verb, -merged, -merg·ing.
-verb (used with object) 1. to put or sink below the surface of water or any other enveloping medium.
2. to cover or overflow with water; immerse.
3. to cover; bury; subordinate; suppress: His aspirations were submerged by the necessity of making a living.
-verb (used without object) 4. to sink or plunge under water or beneath the surface of any enveloping medium.
5. to be covered or lost from sight.
Submitted by BranDo (user info) at 2007-09-19 10:58:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
solid
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2007-09-19 09:58:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I like it very much.
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2007-09-19 08:02:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
A number of errors, but overall, quite good...
Submitted by Surgeon (user info) at 2007-09-19 07:44:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
debride..
Submitted by AllyJeans (user info) at 2007-09-19 07:18:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2007-09-19 04:06:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Creepy_guy (user info) at 2007-09-19 03:09:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
There's a place like that close to where I live. People push old cars over a big hill into the lake below; probably about 10 - 15 of then down there by now. When I was in high school, we used to go to parties out there a lot; then one of my idiot friends jumped in and broke her leg. She works in a hospital as an X-Ray Technician now. Seriously.
Submitted by HateMudkips (user info) at 2007-09-19 02:46:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
<<fucked up on oxycotton or something,>>
Oxycontin.
<<A little drowsy from the xanax, I took back roads and smoked a joint. Occasionally I'd slow down for an armadillo or maybe a deer, I can't remember which now, but that was the last time I ever saw Sean. >>
Hmm...
Legal drugs made in a laboratory with physical and psychological side effects listed in fine print..
Illegal, multi-use plants(holy shit! TEXTILES!) that occur in Nature with no detrimental physical side effects..psychological side effects mostly a product of conditioning brought about by "just say no" campaigns suggesting that a hit from a J is tantamount to frying grey matter as a tasty omelette..ad infinitum.
Fuck the Xanax and the "oxycotton"(sic).
Start growin', start knowin'.