The Story of The Chocolate Crotch

It was raining. As if on cue, the lightning appeared on the horizon. To make the matters worse, it was almost midnight. Shia, alone on their house, was sitting by the window. He was on his bedroom on the attic, watching as the raging storm outside took out its wrath on the trees, lamp posts and stray dogs.

His mom and Dad was out for a conference. Both were dentists, they were in San Antonio, a town two-hour ride from home.Jessica was in her friend's house and Tommy, their dog, accompanied her. So basically, he was alone. And never he felt so happy. He never really liked company, even at school he had few friends. Tamara and Jake were the only ones who had put up with him because basically they were outcasts, too like him.

Being alone makes him happy and unlike everybody else, he wanted to spend his time on his room looking at that attic window, observing things below and just be alone. And tonight, with everybody gone, he was celebrating on that way of his, just plainly silent watching as the storm tried to wreck the house across the street.

"HALOOOOOO!!!!"

He almost fell from the chair when he heard the voice.