Calvin and Hobbes.


I wake up suddenly.

”Calvin, it was just a dream. Go back to bed.”

That was Hobbes: the same stuffed tiger I had since I was 5. He was my only true friend I ever had.

”Felt so real though.” I respond.

A spark flew and hit my cheek, I look at where it came from.

”The house is falling apart, Hobbs” I say in the most calmest voice.

Hobbes grabs my shoulder and squeezes it.

”Calvin, stop! Calvin! Calvin!! Calvin!”

The hole becomes bigger as I stare into it. Why is this happening?  I’m a grown adult. I should leave these fantasies. 

But it’s only began.

One thought on “Calvin and Hobbes.

  1. jruddy

    Hi Denise,
    What a gripping yet unusual chapter. Are you deliberately writing in present tense? Try past tense on your next chapter as it will be better I think.
    A talking teddy?! I can’t wait to see what’s next. Try to make the chapters much longer – this is a little too short.
    Keep up the great effort.
    Mr Ruddy


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