Misconception of David Moss

"That's great you moronic pin head." Of course in his mind. The doctor's assistant calls him back. Gracie Fair is her name. "Pleasant but too happy. The kind of happy that makes the happiest people angry." He sits and wonders why the hell he is living. If only sixteen years of life a teacher one told him "it's the quality of the paper, not the quantity." That means many things to David Moss. The assistant leads him into his chair, where he waits for her to return. " I hope this doesn't take long, I really I want to soak at home instead of in public. In my life I haven't always been happy or sad. I get every emotion in one day, over and over, some how I don't know if I will ever find the rainbow I have been looking for. Not the kind in the sky, more internal. I bet my soul must be pretty old, I feel I've lived a lot, and I don't want to say too much because you can never live enough. There this place I know it's called Free Flight Park. It's beautiful and the scenery is unmatched. I would love to spend sometime there. If I make it through the night. People always have the wrong misconceptions of me. I'm dieing, I'm living, I'm crying, I'm laughing, I'm living, I'm soaking, I'm trying all that inside little ole me. I'm not that little but you get the point." The assistant comes back in; David has reached the point in his live whether or not tomorrow will come. Oh it will but will he? As she starts to work in his mouth David gazes into the lights on the ceiling. His eyes wide open, as some music starts to play. Some band he never heard of playing some song about being six feet from the edge. To think of if there's an edge he would probably jump off. While the music plays David imagines blue moons, planets and things I can't explain. The assistant asks "what you doing for the summer"? " Maybe visit that new park called Free Flight."

I heard of that place, doesn't it have this high edge that looks over the wilderness"? Speechless for a second, " Yes, it does, one that is high and easily assessable." You're going to look over and see some wild animals"? "Something like that." "Ok, we're all done you are free to go. See you in July." He says softly maybe. On the ride home he had one thought to visit that park. The next day he did. "That's when my story is suppose to be at the climax, you're suppose to wonder am I going to die? You know don't forget to smile once in your life, you know what I mean if you do. As he walk toward the edge he looks over; sits at the edge. The park is about to close. He has to make a decision between life and death. The sun is going down David just sits and stares at the sun. He gets up likes he's about to jump. He look down and says, "That's pretty far. I wonder is the rainbow as dim as I say." Maybe another misconception of David moss or a teenager who realized the rainbow is never out of reach.