My Stupid Stories and Jokes

The Neighbor

As you can see I am really special with germs. And I hate most of the things. But specially the ones that are clearly unhealthy, like the disgusting type of germs. See, when I was around 8 or 9 years old I have this crazy neighbor who happen to live with animals, but not just normal cats or dogs, no. That will be a little bit low. That woman have chickens, ducks, sheep's, at least 3 dogs, and a lot a lot of cats. And the place doesn't seem clean like at all. And it was surrounded like with trees and all. My mom used to say that it was so no one can see inside her house. The kids from my neighborhood used to say that she was a witch so that is why she have animals. I didn't believe neither those things, the only thing in my mind was how unsanitary was.

However, one day my mom made more food than normal. So she tell me "Please go in front and give this to the old lady" I was terrified to just go in front, so I just reply, "Do I have to? I mean I don't like to go over there!" My mom just give me a look. "Yes, yes you have to, she doesn't have no one. I bet she have not eaten something." Which I reply, "But....it's just....dirty and smell bad" My mom just give me a pat on the shoulder and said, "I know, I know, but that is a nice act there. Do it for me? Okay?" I just look at my mom and grab the food. Turn both ways before crossing the street. My heart was pounding so hard that I can feel it in my throat. And I yell, "Mrs. T!!" Which I was hopping not hear a reply, but neither to say I was not hear. Because as I scream her name she tell, "I'm coming!! How's there?!!" I just keep my breath low and reply back, "It's me, Lizzie! I bring food" As she open the door I can look the scars in her arm, and legs still open, and with the rotten smell that I always smell when I am at that side of the street. Her hair white, but messy with her dirty white shirt. That at that point it was more yellow than anything, and said, "Oh, if is just Lizzie, I hope you didn't trip the other day in your bike" "No, I didn't Mrs. T" "Oh... Well...that's good to hear." Disappointment in her voice. We didn't have a good relationship. Maybe other time I will tell a little story of what happen. But let's continue. "What bring you to this side?" "My mum made food, so she send you this plate" "Ohh....how lovely!" And there is when everything happens. She touched my hand and arm all the sensation that I feel both my arm and hand was like burning, like a tingily feeling all over. "G-good now I will g-go back" As soon as I get back I pour bleach and soap in my arm and hand. Exaggerated maybe. If I was not in my mind to put bleach yeah maybe, but that was the only thing that make feel clean. My mom saw me doing that and said, "What are you doing that for?" Which I reply, "She touch me!!! With her hands!!!" And my mum just shake her head. And leave it be.

This is a experience that I will never forget. I don't like getting sick, and I don't like things that can cause me long damage. I mean I can handle a flu....maybe I don't know....right know I have a flu, but just because a shot that I have. They said that will be normal.

-Lizzie 🌻🐏