How to Train Your Dog (Part II)
By K-Burgin
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The kid from the metsickan house across the street told me come play with him today so I went inside to ask her. She told me no and what’s wrong with you and to not go across the street ever. Uncle Terry opened the freezer and got a piss beer. He says he can’t stand this godawful piss unless it’s cold or crispy. One time he made me drink a piss beer and I didn’t want to drink a pee beer but he made me or else I couldn’t go back to my room and it didn’t taste very good, but today he only pulled on the metal part of the can and it goes ‘cchhtt’ and he goes ‘ahh’ and I didn’t have to drink any. Then he told me don’t let me catch you over there with them goddamn beaners. I think maybe goddamn beaners means metsickans or the kid across the street. Uncle Terry itched his thing and smelled his finger. Then he pointed the finger at me and said, ‘You hear?’ She lighted a lighter to get the spoon hot for her medicine and I went outside to look for some ants or something because I'm not allowed to touch the spoons.
The kid across the street who I think is Wan came over and said what did they say and said can you come over. I said she said I couldn’t and I asked him what a beaner is and are you a beaner. Wan laughed and laughed and I laughed too. ‘Come on a meego’ Wan said. He said you won’t get hurt. It was hot today and the door was open and I went back in to see if maybe now I could go play with Wan. She was sleeping on the table but her eyes were sort of open. Uncle Terry was on the couch by the fan and his head was back and his thing was out so I left. I heard Uncle Terry say yeah bitch in a mean voice when I was on the porch. Wan said what did they say and I said they were taking naps. I don’t know if Wan heard Uncle Terry say yeah bitch but Wan said he had Legos and to come over.
Bitch is a Bad Word.
Wan showed me his Legos and his house smelled like food. There was no balonee and she was asleep so I didn’t eat lunch today but Wan said his abwayla said I could have some of their food and it was good. We made a space ship with Legos and Wan had action figures too. I learned that abwayla means grandma in metsickan but Wan’s abwayla looked at me like she was not smiling and squinting. I hope I didn’t make Wan’s abwayla mad at me even though I remembered to say thank you. Wan said let’s go play in the barn so we went outside. Wan’s uncles were sitting on hay in the barn and they were smoking with big hats on and they didn’t look at us. There were some chickens and one horse and at then end of the barn was a door with bars. I could see a dog inside and I wanted to pet the dog but Wan said don’t and one of his uncles looked over. We chased a chicken because Wan said I couldn’t catch one and I didn’t and his uncles pointed at me and smiled and said things in a happy voice in metsickan. There was a lot of dust and I got dirty. The abwayla lady said Wan and Wan left for a minute and I walked to the door with the bars to see the dog. The dog was a big grey dog but there was no tail or ears. Wan told me not but I wanted to pet it so I reached in to pet it. Something bad happened and I am sorry.
The dog who didn’t have ears or a tail growled and bit my arm and the dog wouldn’t let me go. I cried a lot and Wan’s uncles ran over with loud voices and hit the dog a lot with wood. The dog let go of my arm and the uncles pushed me back and I fell in the dirt. One of the uncles went in and put the dog on a long leash. I could see Wan running to me but I hurted and there was dust. The uncle put the long leash way up high and another uncle grabbed the leash and pulled on it hard with a loud voice and the dog lifted up in the air. The uncles hit it and it cried and it fell apart and I was sad and I cried too.
My arm hurt a lot more because next Uncle Terry dragged me away and in a loud mean voice. Everybody had loud voices. The abwayla had a loud voice and she was sad. Back in our house Uncle Terry said you think that hurts just wait. He was holding the arm the dog bit and saying wake up bitch. Uncle Terry called me a very bad word and pulled my arm hard. My arm made a loud snap noise and she woke up because I was crying. They made me go in the car and Uncle Terry told me say a fucking word and I’ll snap your fucking neck. I’m not supposed to say fucking but that’s what he said. A doctor guy looked mad and asked me a lot of questions and a nice lady with a hat asked me a lot of questions and she put my arm in white stuff. We went to a store and it was night and when she came out she shook an orange bottle of pills at Uncle Terry and she smiled. Uncle Terry said fuckin bitch and smiled too and then we went home.
I can’t play with Wan anymore but that’s okay because I don’t want to make anyone mad anymore.
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Worth the six year wait! A
Worth the six year wait! A very hard read (as was the first part) because it's all too believable and a sad reminder that a life like this is reality for many. Everything is perfect, especially the child's voice - but if you could possibly enlarge the font a little bit it would be great. Don't leave it another six years before part three
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I didn't see this - I've been
I didn't see this - I've been waiting years for you to publish a story on here! Raw and sad and lovely as always.
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