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1218Y00F04ruby12Y00C1NI HAD THIS SPOT
1418Y00F09citylight14NFishboy/Panda
0819Y00F05sharp08Y00C4N
0801NOn the second to last week of college I got this spot on the side of my nose.
0801NI washed my face more vigorously then usual that morning and then went to
0801Ncatch my train. I thought nothing of it for the whole day. Then on my way
0801Nhome I saw this girl I knew at Wigan bus station. I stopped to say hi and she
0801Nsaid "Hi, whats that on your nose?",
0801N
0801NI was kind of embarrased so I said "Its just a spot" and she said "Are you
0801Nsure, it looks really serious" and then she, oh you will not fucking BELIEVE
0801Nthis, then she GETS A MIRROR OUT OF HER BAG as if to say "Have you SEEN this
0801Nthing? I think you should see a doctor".
0806Y00C5N
0806Y20C4NTHE FUCKER WAS HUGE! I could'nt belive it! In the morning it was merely a
0801Nslightly embarrasing blemish, now it was some vast sore at least 1cm in
0801Ndiameter. The moment I got home I vowed to kill the thing. I stood in front
0801Nof the bathroom mirror and squeezed it till my eyes watered with pain. But
0801Nnothing, absolutely nothing came out, my whole nose was nearly WHITE with
0801Nthe blood squeezed out of it but the thing just would'nt burst.
0801N
0801NEventually I gave up. I let go off my tortured nose and let the blood rush
0801Nback into it. My whole nose went bright red and the spot just went a sort
0801Nof sick crimson colour.
0801N
0801NThe bastard stayed with me all week. I bought some clearasil, I washed my
0801Nface five times a day, which just dried my skin out so much that the area
0801Naround the spot started to peel giving it the appearance of some horrific
0801Nplague boil. Over this week I became shy and withdrawn like some sort of
0801Nwierd ass hermit. I hardly spoke, I could'nt make eye contact with anybody
0801Nof the opposite sex, I could'nt make eye contact with anybody of the same
0801Nsex. I found it impossible to concentrate on anything because I was
0801Nconvinced that people were staring at this huge fuck off wart thing stuck to
0801Nmy nose (which has never been what you might call "delicate" anyway).
0801N
0801NMy weekend was spent either in my room in a state of shock and insecurity or
0801Nin the bathroom staring into the mirror and squeezing the life out of my poor
0801Ntortured nose in an effort to get this thing to burst. It wouldn't, I was now
0801Nin pain, both spiritually and physically.
0801N
0801NThe next week started and all people could say to me was: "Is that spot STILL
0801Nthere?" I went into the fucking record store and the girl behind the counter
0801Nstopped taking the piss out of my taste in music (Obscure lo-fi and ska-punk)
0801Nand asked me in a genuinly concerned voice if I had a "Greasy skin problem".
0801NARGHHH!
0801N
0801NAnd it was still there the next friday. Stuck to my nose like some unholy
0801NX-file type parasitic being that fed off my insecurity and self-loathing
0801Ngrowing bigger with each wanker that made some stupid joke or each girl who I
0806Y07C5Ncaught STARING AT MY HIDEOUS GROWTH WITH BOTH PITY AND DISGUST.
0806Y06C4N
0801NThankfully the thing started to receede. I stopped trying to burst the thing,
0801NI figured that provoking it while it was on the retreat would be a dumb thing
0801Nto do. It looked like I was free...
0801N
0811Y00C5Y06C4NWRONG! Like the sad "Suprise! The Monster is'nt dead!" bit near the end of a
0801Nshite eightees horror movie the bitch just grew back! Today is the Thursday
0801Nof my first week off college. I woke up and went to the bathroom mirror to
0801Ninvestigate just how the much improved puss mountain had shrunk overnight.
0801N
0801NIt was back. It was bigger then ever, and now it had a huge head like a pint
0801Nof fucking guiness. So I panicked, and I squeezed with both forefingers. And
0801Nit burst. This was no ordinary, slight squirt, or wimpy little split. This
0801Nwas like a fountain of vomit splatting against the mirror. I felt like Jeff
0801NGoldblum in The Fly. I stared at the patterns the exploding alien fluids had
0801Nmade on the bathroom mirror in a state of shock and terror.
0801N
0801NAnd then it started to bleed.
0801N
0801NNot your normal little, slight spot of blood which you wipe away and then
0801Nget on with your life type bleeding. This was gushing out of my nose like
0801Nsome bilogical volcano lava flow. I screamed in pain and horror and lunged
0801Nfor the bog roll.
0801N
0801NTearing off a huge strip and wishing that I had paid heed to the Kleenex
0801NQuilted Toilet Tissue ads on TV instead of writing unpolitically correct
0801Ncomedy articles about the three lesbian mother family that advertised it I
0801Nclasped the trailing arse wipe to my face and watched as the blood slowly
0806Y21C5Nspread throughout the ENTIRE TISSUE.
0806Y35C4N
0801NI hurled away the soaked rag in disgust and tore off another strip. This
0801Nmanaged to stop the flow. I must have stood staring at my mutilated nose for
0801Nat least half an hour just shaking my head in despair. "Its dead, its dead"
0801NI told myself over and over again. Fuck that, this thing was never going to
0801Nend, like the first Poltergeist movie or that western with Mel Gibson and
0801NJodie Foster in.
0801N
0801NI had a driving lesson later that day, and I'm really a fucking awfull
0801Ndriver, and you know, I mentioned earlier that this thing feeds off anxiety.
0801NAnd think of all the anxiety a learner driver goes through each time they
0801Nget in the car. I got back, looked in the mirror (Shit! This was becoming an
0801Nunholy obsession!), it had grown itself another head. So I squeezed again,
0801Nand the same thing happened. After spending the next half an hour clutching
0801Na huge wad of bog roll to my face I rubbed clearasil into the open wound, the
0801Npain was immense but then I followed up with soap and finally TCP, tears were
0801Nstreaming down my face at this point but I was'nt going to let this happen
0801Nagain. No way...
0801N
0801NIts now about ten past one in the morning. This being a holiday I probably
0801Nwon't fall asleep until at least 4am. At present the spot is a dead little
0801Nred patch on the side of my recovering nose. I think its been killed but
0801Nafter the experiance of this day I'm not sure If I'll ever be free.
0801N
1423Y00F09citylight14Y00C6NWill I ever know hapiness again?
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