SEAWEED

so i decided to showcase some writing skill wit some of my short stories. im not proof reading this so bear with me. this is a story im working on so ima give you like a short story bout this concept im thinking.

i hate the fact that i eat seaweeds...i mean i dont swim wtf is wrong wit me ...i aint a wild animal and this isnt a mystery story...i just cant stop eating seaweed. as i kid i thought why are animal so different like there taste buds are a total 180 pivot from what we digest. i look at my plate as a young'n and i said how come my dog can eat this, plus its own filth. i think its because its not affected by the mind of its peers, but thats the "scientific" term. my mother loved field trips ...i wasnt home schooled like my cousin rocko, but yet i got the same treatment. my mom would call me by my full name (gil anthony richardson) all the time, not even when im in trouble. but im never in trouble, i think it helps her remind herself she gots a son and thats his name cusz im so fucking insignificant. just another skull on the full print hoodie. On another one of moms happy fun trips, we went to the aquarium...this is my sixth time to this place and yet its the only field trip i actually can enjoy. i think its the colors and non odor environment cusz the smell of the zoo is exactly like my uncle, which i only see when something in the house needs to be fixed, and the movies is basically a snoozefest because my mom is a mediocre fan. its her favorite director, Mario Mediocre, an Italian known for his romantic comedies and right out of a book movies...the only thing is he butchers those books. if books can bleed he is a fucking blood sucking vampire. now back to the story, my strong digression is due to my STRONGER A.D.D (attention deficit disorder Google it). so now im at this aquarium, Sodomora's city aquarium, and i go straight to the sea turtles. these ugly slow very defensive creatures soothe me ...i see them and i think that nothing will go wrong with them. so i watch them for the most part. and i stare one alienated turtle...this dude was aimlessly laying on top of countless seaweeds, just eating. the thing was that he seemed disgusted and i stare at him see if he would suffice ...nope. no backing down. i literally stared at this pizza wanting creature eat something he did not want until i heard my mother. gil anthony richardson...had fun? we're outta here. wow she loved those things, too bad its over. its all over. i after i got outta the aquarium i immediately went to the store and bought seaweed. i ate that thing like there's no tomorrow...perhaps curiosity, perhaps im bored at an early age, perhaps that was one persuasive turtle. idk we will prob never know all i know is that seaweed taste delicious. im not a vegetable eater but seaweed seems heavenly to me. I've enjoyed that dish for a long time. and now i eat it on the low. my friends love to rag on it. tanya's always yelling gil u seaweed eating country listening southpole wearing motherfucker. the last two was just to hurt me. but damn ! ryan was different though ...rye would always look at me bemused ...sorta like i looked at that sea turtle..."dude...umm...wo-dude...u really eat that...is it even edible." seaweed is a dish ..but how i eat it is not the norm...fuck the norm. thats all i did while it was all happening...all i did was eat.
we sat in front of the t.v waiting for the television fairy to make a show worth watching. we sat for about 4 hours that day, me , tanie, and rye. DUDE WTF DOES MATRIX HAVE ON BLADE RUNNER. rye loves sci fi. DUDE. MATRIX IS A SCI FI CLASSIC DESPITE WAT U SCI FI FREAKS THINK IS ACCEPTABLE. FUCK THAT MATRIX NEEDS MORE RESPECT. I DONT WANT TO GO ON YOUR STATEMENT CUSZ I LOVE BLADE RUNNER...THE FACT THAT ITS ONE GREAT MOVIE INSTEAD OF THREE PUTS IT IN A LOWER CATEGORY FOR ME. i love matrix. DUDE...DUDE...DUUUUUDE. REVOLUTIONS SUCKED ...GIANT FEE FI FO FUM BALLS. THE BALLS U ONLY GET AT A BEANSTALK. oh hell no rye did not just go there. THREE WAS MORE OF A MAN U WILL EVER BE. THE END WAS CLIMACTIC AND MADE SENSE WITH ALL THE MOVIES. NOW AS FOR THAT COMMENT...STAR TREK IS FUCKING BORING. we now interrupt this strong yet hurtful conversation for a news break. we hear this on the boob tube our necks crack for how fast we looked at that screen. sodomora is currently being burned down. it started down town where looters are still on the scene with persistence. spreading more towards the east side. at the end of the day if this continues we will all be dead. i suggest u pack up and leave if u haven't already done so talk about tomorrows paper...wtf they tell us now wen looters were already there. ok. after a lull when the tv flicked off tanie said umm a little herbal remedy anyone. DEAL . deal. it was unanimous our goal was to smoke our troubles away. we all got up head out the door i grabbed my bike. tanie her skateboard, and rye his pegs. well my pegs as the city burns behind us we dont even look back with nothing but salt to harm our taste buds. we stop at rubys house ruby is a tall stoner with long hair...he raps and thinks hes famous but really no one like him. RUBY U DICK GET OUT HERE, a pause after tanie stated hes prob looting, then. FUCK THAT. IM GETTING THE FUCK OUTTA THIS SHIT WHOLE. we watch as he gets outta his window on the attic to his roof. i couldn't resist blowing up at him...WHERE THE HELL ARE U GOING TO THE ISLANDS IN THAT HAWAIIAN SHIRT..FUCK THAT GIVE US MERCH AND WE'LL HELP U PACK. he looks at us...he really looks at us. then he says U GUYS ARE FUCKED...ryes like NOT YET DUDE...BUT HOPEFULLY SOON. we load all his bull shit ...i mean he brings a dart board "in case i get bored" fuck that its unnecessary. then he gives us 10 bags for 50$ dude that all we have...and we fucking ride off. UMM GUYS A ROOF SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA. tanie is a genius..deal wit it. we stop at the store where its currently being robbed countlessly so the owner is outside wit a shot gun...a guy is telling him there's no use its gonna get burnt down. he dont care hes paranoid.we ask for munchies ...idk wat the genius that is tanie did but she got us more than needed. we ride again..this time no more stops till we see a safe enough high roof where we can fuckin relax...we see it ..its beautiful...the flames are almost bearable at this view. we light one ...its calm. 2 we buggin. i went to get food out of the bag that we got. seaweed was there ...i light up like i dropped something in a cave. i take the seaweed. DUDE U LIGHTED UP LIKE A SLOW SONG IN A CONCERT WEN U SAW THAT SHIT. rye was cracking up. i try to cook it but its useless...ima eat it raw. as we look at the fire devour our streets, all we can do is watch...