Something

Something ?

I was explaining to my wife that I wanted to write a little short story
but I was having trouble. I told her for the last couple days for some
reason I keep saying something over and over. She said you mean you
keep saying over and over, "no" I keep on saying "something" you know,
that word something, I keep saying it, something. I don't understand
what are you saying I am telling you I keep saying the word something.
She asked why do you think you are saying something I don't know but I
keep saying something. But for some reason something keeps coming out.
I told her it was really odd and very scary but I keep saying it. She
said that is strange why would you say that word something. I don't
know why I'm saying something, I'm telling you I'm saying something all
the time,
you mean you're saying the word something, yes something. Well try not
to say it, you mean something.
She looked at me and said I don't have time for this,
go see the doctor and tell him something. I contacted the doctor and as
I walked in to his office he said the receptionist wrote down, there's
something bothering you. Yes definitely something's wrong I keep saying
something but I don't know why I keep saying something.
The doctor said I don't understand. I'm telling you I keep saying
something. The doctor said well sit down and tell me something, I am
telling you something I've been saying this for a few days the word
something I have no idea why I keep saying it. I've been trying to
write a little short story maybe I should give up trying to write
something. I don't know what something is. Is something the right word
to be using or should I be using something else. I should write
something besides something it is starting to sounds pretty good maybe
I'll just sit back and write something.
Besides something is bothering me, I am not sure what
it is but something is. First of all why am I saying something there
are so many other words to use instead
of saying something. Doctor you have to help me my wife is ready to
throw me out of the house because I keep
saying something. As the doctor sat there in his chair looking as
confused as I was. With the strangest look on his face staring straight
at me with these big thick glasses, scratching the side of his head, he
looked down at the
tablet on the desk in front of him and then raised his head and started
to say, hesitating for a few moments he said I don't know if I should
use this word right now but let's try talking about "something" else.
We both started laughing and I said the "Hell with it" I'll just write
a story about something?

A short story by Norman Clifford
1-14-2003