So, I wrote a completely hilarious story when I was like, 8. I wanted to share it with everyone but I also wanted to give a little more, so I'm collaborating with artists to draw their interpretation of the story, 3 chapters at a time.
I started with my ex-student, Yu Chenkai, and he has blown me away with his imagery. So I present to you: The inside of a Blob Monster (Spelling & grammar mistakes unchanged)
"When I was six, if I had a scary computer game, I thought the monsters that was in it would jump out and eat me!" Jack said.
Jack is my best friend. I'm Ben. We were talking about embarressments in our lives.
"When I was about five, I went to bed, and when I woke up, I got stuck under my bed covers and I thought I was in a Blob monsters stomach!" I said.
I don't know why but that happened again, but this time, it really was a monster and it wasn't when I got out of bed and I was 12 years old.
It all started when we had come back from the park. "Hi mum! Hi dad!" I shouted down the hallway.
"Hello Ben" dad replied. I walked in the living room and saw something that would never usually be in a living room.....
"WOW! Dad! Are you crazy?" I shouted. He had a monster truck in the house! "How did you get it in the house? Why? I asked more calmly.
"Well, we took the thing to pieces to fit in the house and and we got it in here because they made a new 100 piece monster truck and they wanted us to try it out. So they used our house to see if it would work. Before you say anything, it's not a jigsaw truck" dad answered.
After he finished answering, I went to sit in the monster truck. But when I climbed in, I saw something green and slimey on the chair.
I couldn't tell what it was but it looked like this goo that I used to play with. It was in an air-tight container filled with water up to a mark that said 'Half Way'
"Dad, what's that?" I asked.
"Oh God, you're not going to believe this!" He shouted. "This green thing seems to have come from mars! It came crashing through the ceiling and scientists say it's harmless but no way they can be sure. It came in an egg and it needed a pick axe to open it! Can you believe it
Dad is a right chatterbox and he could probably talk about this slimey thing for hours. Dad has black hair and brown eyes, he is tall and thin. Anyway, as he chatted on, I heard drooling behind me. I looked round and saw my dog Max, trying to eat the mars thing.
"Ben! Get Max off it now!" Dad ordered me. So I grabbed his collar and pulled him off. Max sulked back on his bed and went sleep. I turned away and heard bubbling. It came from the thing again but it couldn't be Max and we haven't got any other pets so what would it be?
I turned round again and I saw that the mars thing was twice as big as usual!
TO BE CONTINUED...
If you are an artist - even if you're not - and want to participate, there are 19 chapters in total. There are still a few posts that require art! The curation rewards will be shared accordingly to whoever takes part. it can be a scribble of crayons in a notebook or anything you please. I'm just very curious about the imagery this childhood story creates in the minds of adults.
Let me know! You can message me on Steemit.chat, my username is @mobbs (of course) and we can discuss in detail there!