John Lennon: living and breathing

John lennon alive and breathing

December 8, 1990

Yay my birthday, I didn't go outside in this day due to the fact I was born on this date. John Lennon died on this day.

I heard a bing and knew my internet friend had IMed me.

I was glad I had internet hooked up in my house since it was rare inside homes so very few of us had it. Those of us who did created things like email and chat rooms.

I opened my instant messenger and started reading it, it was from my friend chuck who reads my blog on the Beatles though honestly I've never met Chuck but he reads my stories, historical facts, and looked at my art work. He writes like a familiar person which surprises me, he sometimes seems like he could be John Lennon but I know that's not possible.

CHUCK: good morning Macca!

MACCA: guten morgen mein Herr!

CHUCK: ha ha! You know german?

MACCA: very little just enough to say hello.

CHUCK: you would, wouldn't you? :)

MACCA: indeed I would.... I hate going outside on this date so I'm glad I have a job where I can stay indoors and not be bothered.

CHUCK:whys that?

MACCA: well I was born on the day John Lennon was shot, I get a bunch of crap since it was at the exact time but different year, born 1962.

CHUCK: wow that's terrible...

MACCA: born in the same hospital he apparently died in too it's weird though so hey I've never cared...

CHUCK: that's good don't let what people say get to you.

Little did he know about my scars. No one must ever find out about what my older brother did, he thought it would be funny to tie me up and cut into my arms with razors then let me go to cover them up and let them heal.

MACCA: haha you're right. So how goes your day?

CHUCK: pretty good, You know it's been two years since we first met?

Okay what is this, the chuck I know isn't like this, not at all.

MACCA: is it? wow, time sure flies by!

CHUCK: yeah I've got something to tell you, you strange 28 year old.

MACCA: what is it chuck?

CHUCK: my real name is john.

MACCA: like John Travolta?

CHUCK: who? What? no like John Lennon.

That's impossible, he can't be, but Chuck, or rather John, has never lied to me, not once. We've had heated debates but that was about historical facts about rock n roll history, but he's never once been false in his facts.

MACCA: how do I know you're telling the truth?

CHUCK: give me a minute I'm sending a picture. :)

Picture received. I opened it and there sat a young looking John Lennon on a modern day couch in a colour photograph, with a sign in barely legible handwriting. He looked about my age like he aged back wards, but that's impossible. I knew it was recent due to the date on the Callander.

'Hello Macca.' his sign read making me smile before I heard my older brother I was telling you about slamming things around in his room. He lives with me since he's a dead beat.

CHUCK has changed his username to JOHN

MACCA: okay I believe you, but damn, you look young for an old geezer!

JOHN: very funny, I went through a lot of work to look like this so I can go out in public with a regular name and be a regular person, my story for how this happened is the bullets missed my heart, I have to pretend to be dead, or more psychos will come after me and my loved ones though they all think I'm dead, I can't contact them or anything so here I've been hiding out in wales glad no ones recognised me.

MACCA: I'm sorry I hear that john. :(

JOHN: it's gotten better reading your stories seeing your art heck even talking to you online has made things better.

I felt my face heat up.

JOHN: i gave you my name can you give me yours?

MACCA: Mikasa, Mikasa McCann, my friends call me macca so you have been calling me by my real name technically.

JOHN: wow you and Paul share the same nickname....

MACCA: yea... I've got to go I will probably talk to you later john. :).

JOHN: okay love talk to you later hopefully :).

I looked at the picture of John and smiled happy to see him alive. He really looked my age and looked like he just stepped off the set of Help!my favourite Beatle time period.

My brother started pounding on my door.

"Come on ya freak open up or it'll be like that one time." he threatened his voice slurred. I didn't I wasn't gonna take his crap. I shut my computer down just as my brother unlocked the door. He grabbed me by the hair then dragged me out of my room.

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