By: Krystal Cardona 2
rologue:3Spinning Ball of Rock 4
On a constant spinning ball of rock, I stood. Earthquakes, tornadoes, and other torments were merely a part of the ride. No tickets, no ride-pass, and no conductor, this ride wasn’t over until you decided or were banished from it. Which at last, banishment (death), was a hundred or so years away. Even though the chance of such, me living to be a hundred, was quite impossible by scientific standards. I was quite sure that someone up there, as a joke, would quite enjoy to see me stumble on stumpy ole legs 84 years from now. I was stumbling around already, I would love to see me at that age. 5
This ride was a one-way-ride. No going back, sure you could stop but the ride kept going regardless of your status. It was a roller coaster of drama, love, lose, sadness, and overwhelmingly fate. The reason why soap-operas were so popular with the public is that most of our lives consisted around such a script. Example being: He was dating her, but she got pregnant from her cousin’s brother-in-law’‘s son’s roommate, which just happened to be her boyfriend. Her bestfriend was jealous so she started making out with his bestfriend, eventually he got a ‘score’ outta her and told his bestfriend, who told his girlfriend’s parents’ ole roommates’ pool-boy who just happened to be her father. It was stupid really, it only so stupid because stuff like that, did indeed happen. The point of my saying so is that this ride isn’t over to you reach the stop sign, at which point the train comes to a halt so quickly that the force of body is flung forward. Thus being thrust-ed into space, where you would float forever more until you reached a black hole and were, just as a descriptor, devoured by it. 6
It felt as thought I could never remove myself from this spinning rock mass, it felt as thought today was a forever and tomorrow was just another word. In an endless spinning cycle I threw my head to the clouds. Fate would guide me and I wouldn’t quarrel with it, even if fate was to steer me straight into a cliff. Well, I wouldn’t doubt it, such is irony. 7
My head was no different from this ball of rock, it was constantly spinning, round and round in an endless circuit. Thoughts, memories, and ridiculous ideas, spun about. I knew enough about science to know as an object, my thoughts and such, neared the thing it orbited about, my brain, it heightened in speed. Of course eventually if the objects got close enough, they would collide with said object they were orbiting. Which, if I recall correctly, is how the moon was created, was it not? Yes, the Earth was merely molten when a large comet came along and orbited for a while. Eventually it’s high speed and closeness forced/ caused it to collide with the Earth. A big chunk of the molten earth busted away from the rest of the molten mass. That and the reminisce of the comet, formed our moon. Which explained to science, and anyone else without enough of a life to do anything more productive, why the composition of the moon was so different from our own planet. 8
It struck an idea, when was I to get my moon? Which confused me, what was this moon exactly? I thought to myself. My brain hurt now, from the feel of it now, I wouldn’t doubt my thoughts hadn’t already collided with it. But all of a sudden something stopped my thoughts, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her. 9
She was beautiful.
Gold trophy winner
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