(While these burst fo fiction posts have no on going story between them, this post could be related to the post below )

My name is steven, and today I flew. I proved them all wrong! I saw the earth as on-one has before, I felt alive, liberated from my existence on the ground. Today chaned everything. No longer will I be laughed at by friends and family, no longer will the royal roayl society thumb their noses at me. Today I will be listened to. Today, I WILL BE SOMEONE!!

“Today I will fly!”

Out of the dark shed, a vaguely human shape appeared. I say vaguely because it was possible to discern arms, legs and a torso, but where there should have been a head, there was only a bump. As the figure came further into the light more detail was discernable, and it looked like a juggernaught submersible suit, like the ones used for laying undersea telegraph cables.

When the suit had advanced 10 metres from the shed, a metallic voice issued from the suit “3…2…1…launch!”

And with that, the large man like suit, shot into the sky, leaving smoke and a single startled sheep.

what is there to say except you can’t always win

 

well maybe I should add you can’t always win by playing fair

 

so with this thought, i slugged him hard in the face saw his head twist and lurch back, felt his cheek crumple under my punch. At the same time of course i felt each of my gloved fingers break.

 

but hey what’s a handful of broken fingers compared to being alive instead of dead.

 

you see there was no way i was gonna make it out of this alive, not without cheating. So that’ what i did.

 

My dad always used to say that if you could think of how to cheat and get away with it then you deserved to win. My dad saw that the only ones who cheated and got away with it were the real smart ones, those who could outhink the system, those kinds of people were needed.

//The beginning of something? I dunno//

(copyright Benjamin Manktelow 2008 etc)