The Boy and The Giant (Editing)

A Giant's Past

August 6th, 1982

"Honey! I'll be back! Gonna head to the beach for a late night walk." I told my wife Martha.

"Okay! Be safe Robert." She replied.

I grabbed my trucks keys and headed out the front door. I like walking out on the beach at night. It helps me relax my nerves due to the peaceful wind that would occasionally blow on my back, and the sound of small tides moving up and down on the beach. The scene alone was enough to make me want to lay down and stay till I die.

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I pulled into the vacant parking lot, parking in the closet spot possible near the beach. "Time to take a load off." I said while taking the key out the ignition and getting out the truck.

I looked up at the night sky, seeing the nice calm moon. "Such beauty." I said quietly.

During my walk, I looked down at the sand. Seeing little tiny crabs walking sideways to the ocean. Aye... Nature is so interesting.

While walking, I continued to look at the tides coming up and down. That's until something washed up shore near me. Two things actually. I could not identify the objects but I know it was big and was covered in seaweed.

"What is this?" I said to myself.

Kneeling beside it, I grabbed a huge clump of seaweed and pulled it off. Underneath that seaweed was two boys, both coughing out water. Both looked young but yet so big. One thing I noticed is how wrinkly they were, their fingers looked a lot like dried up raisins.

"You kids alright?" I asked them.

Both looked at me in a unison, looking confused and lost. I put my hands up near my shoulders, "it's alright. I want to help you." Reassuring them. They had this look on their faces, as if they did not understand what I was saying so I didn't say anything else.

I'll just have to show them.

I pulled off the remaining seaweed that was on them and "tried" to help them off the ground. These weren't average sized boys I was dealing with. One looked to be around six foot six.

Now standing, I had to look up to both of them. I was six foot two yet I felt so small compared to them. "Wow you two are big." I stated out of the blue.

I motioned with my hand to follow me so I could take them back to my house. I'm not sure if both of them could fit in the truck. But I needed to try, I can't just leave them out here.

Now at my truck, I opened the door for them to climb in. The smaller of the two got in the passenger seat. While the larger one got in the back.

Looks my relaxation is cut short.

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"What the hell?!" Martha yelled out.

"Relax honey! I found them on the beach barely alive! I couldn't just leave them there." I said to Martha.

"Where are their clothes?!" I furrowed my brows at her. "What are you talking about they got clo-..." I realized that neither were wearing shirts or pants. Just some type of weird material covering there private areas. It was a little big for them, a little too big. I could see there waist line fairly well. "Well that's new to me." I said.

Both standing shoulder to shoulder looked at us both. "Robert I can't believe you bought two boys from the beach! Just look at them! They look like dried up strawberries!" I couldn't help but snicker at her comment, I covered my mouth so I wouldn't bust out laughing. "It's not funny Robert." She deadpanned. "How we gonna feed them? Cloth them? Do they even have names?" She asked.