Sometimes Small Kids Can Make A Huge Difference

Sometimes Small Kids Can Make A Huge Difference

Nobody ever believes in me, that was their first mistake. If they had, many innocent lives would have been spared. Here is the true story of what actually happened to me. Each word in this story is true, or my name isn't Aluisheus Jingleheimor, and it it is, so that proves it. If people would just believe it when I tell them any hard-to-believe stories, this old world would be a much better place. At any rate, this is the true story or what actually happened to me several years ago,.....

It all started out a typical July morning, like any other normal July morning, yet nobody ever suspected that something was about to happen that very afternoon which would change my whole life forever.

I was 10 years-old when my friends, Evens and Mike came over to my house to play. We'd been playing like we were monsters. Since Evens was a year older then me and mike was a year younger, I was chosen to explore the old cave near my house. Our parents had told us to stay away from it because we didn't know what was in there and that it might cave in on us. That was the wrong thing to tell 3 children with really active imaginations. We'd been making suggestions as to what could be in that so-called, "magical-cave." I suggested, "It might be a place where pirates had put their treasure since they didn't want to go through that trouble of digging a hole in the ground to put it in."

Mike suggested, "It might be where some monsters were lurking who only came out after the sun went down. Stay away from there."

Evens said, "It could be the perfect place for a mas-murderer to put all the bodies where no one could find them. We could be really rich."

Regardless, we all wanted to find out what was in there. I told them, "There could be hungry monsters waiting for an easy meal. Then again, perhaps it's some gold, rubies or silver in that mine. Get it? I just want to make what's in that mine, 'mine!' Come on you guys!"

Evens ran to his house which was across the street and brought back his daddy's post-hole digger. Mike returned with jack-hammer because he didn't think, "Jack" would mind if we used his hammer. Anyway, all 3 of us began digging a really deep hole. Since it was in an opening in the woods, nobody would see us digging. The weather was also getting colder so there was no need to plant their garden. Because there were 3 of us digging, we figured, "we had a lot of, 'ground' to cover," literally. If nothing else, it was fun to get dirty.

Just then Evens yelled, "Hay I found something!" Then Mike shouted, "Hay Look here!" At the same moment I shouted, "Woe Come look what I just dug up, guys!" We were all really excited about our finds.

It turned out that Evens had dug up some shiny stones which cast the light back at us and it hurt our eyes. Mike uncovered a tremen- dous treasure chest. When we opened it, there were sparkling diamonds, rubies, deblooms and triplooms, all unique and valuable jewels. We had never seen anything so bright and shiny before. They were bound to be worth enough money for our parents to retire and we could all live the wealthy kind of lifestyle everybody dreams about.

As we were jumping up and down, giving each other high-5s, a voice said, "Hay, kids. It looks like you've dug up our buried treasure for us. Thank you very much. Now, get the heck out of here! It belongs to us!"

"Hold the phone a second!" said the other man with a scowl, "We can't just let these brats go! They might turn us in so that they can get paid the money that's rightfully ours! They dug it up! Then we claim it and turn it in to become filthy rich dudes! All these brats will do is have their parents pay for their college educations! Besides, I'm tired of being broke! It's time for somebody to, 'fix' me! Right now nobody believes in me! However, if, I mean when I get some moolah coming into my bank account, it won't be funny, it will be really, 'rich!' "

"Hmm, you've got a point there." said the other bad-guy. It resembles the one on your head! At least it isn't as empty as it appears to be! The question is, what are we going to do with these little blabber-mouth stinkers? Now, we can't just let them go because they have lose lips! You know what they do, sink ships! I don't want to add murder on to my record! We must take them to Dr. Tegrof, the neuro brain surgeon! Maybe he can make them quack like a duck every time a phone rings! Now, hopefully a, 'quack' doesn't describe the type of doctor he is! At least I'm quite positive he can't, 'duck' my bullets!"

So those 2 evil men took the children up to see Dr. Tegrof. They didn't know it at the time, but that was forget spelled backwards. As those awful men brought in their so-called, "patients," the surgeon smiled a right evil-looking smile and asked, "Yes, my bad-men! What can I do for you, or to you or at you here on this fine, glorious day?"

"These brats are some bad-guys!" one of them lied, "They are always lying about things they do, hear and see! Your job is erase the things they have, as we say, 'learned' in the last 24 hours! Oh, and by the way, if you can make them bark like a dog each time a phone rings, it would be quite entertaining! At least make them quack like a duck if nothing else! That's your specialty since you are a, 'quack,' uh, I mean a well-known, totally awesome type of brain neurologist! Nobody believes in me! Well, thank you for the chance to prove all those people wrong! Just don't make me angry! Now, I don't want to be considered a, 'mad-doctor,' cause I hate to lose my, 'patients!' Nobody believes in me because it has never been done before! If they die, no worries, there's always somebody else, losing those lives doesn't matter even the least little iota! Many people were considered, 'mad,' then they succeeded!"

Everybody in the room laughed except Evens and me, who gulped deeply. We knew that we were far from smart compared to the other kids in school, but we could spell out what we were not, it's, d. u. m., (we were both so amazingly stupid that we didn't even deserve the b).

The thieves-killers-kidnappers tied us both up then asked us for our phone numbers. They wanted to tell our parent if they ever expected to see us alive, they'd have to pay an astronomical amount of money. They wanted to received some green peaces of paper with photos of Abraham Lincoln on them, preferably with Woodrow Wilson's photo. (He's on the $100.000.00 bill, which they don't make any more).

That's when the doorbell rang. One of the guys opened it. To his dismay, there were 2 police officers with their guns pointed at them. One of them said, "Alright, Louie, where is the loot and the kids? If you'll give them to us right away then your penalty won't be any,"

That's when the other guy shot both of them. Then he demolished their phones. The other guy said, "Well, you've really messed-up now, Fred! You've turned us from thieves into murderers! That's not good!"

The other man said, "Yeah, well, if I hadn't done it, we'd both have to go back to jail, prison, lockup, the hoosegow, the slammer, The Hacksaw-Hilton, Way Up The River, The Crowbar Hotel, The Big-House, the place we'd both spend the rest of our lives, which wouldn't be very long, so I didn't want to memorize that address all over again."

They burned up the officers and threw their ashes into the river so nobody would ever be able to find their bodies. While they were fussing at each other, Mike said to Evens, "Now we're really in trouble! They've already murdered one guy, so 2 more won't matter to them!"

"Yeah, well, let's not give them any reason to do that!" said Evens.

Later that night the men changed the boys chains to ropes because it would make it a lot easier to sleep. Then the men went to bed.

As Mike and Evens laid there in the dark, Mike kept on trying to break out of his chains, but Evens said, "There's no need in doing that. Those ropes are mighty thick so you're wasting your time trying to do what you're doing now since you can't break through these ropes."

"What are you talking about?" replied Evens, "i'm just sitting here like you. I know they're thick so I'm not trying to mess with them."

Several seconds later Mike said, "Hay! I'm free! Thanks a lot, pal!"

"You must have been eating loco weed!" replied Evens, "I haven't done anything except, hay! What you're doing has started working!"

When the boys looked over each others shoulders, they noticed 2 big rats had been chewing on the ropes that were binding them.

"Well, I'll be jiggered!" said Mike, "Now, I will never say, 'Aw rats!' as an interjection again! Those little rodents have just saved our lives!"

After waiting for several minutes to be sure the bad-guys had gone to sleep, they tip-toed out of the house, being as quiet as a, they didn't want to say a, "mouse" because they're cousins just saved their lives.

The boys went to somebody's house who had their indoor lights on so they figured they were awake, and gently knocked on their door so as not to make any sound the bad-guys might hear. That's when an old lady cracked her door open and said, "State your business, but it better be something of importance at this ungodly hour of the night. It's after 8:00 so you should be in bed, just like me. Now, go away. There's nothing anybody might have to tell me that cannot wait."

"It is! Oh, it definitely is!" said Mike, "We must use your phone to call the police! There are some terrible men who we just saw steal a lot of really valuable things! They tied us up, but we escaped! We need to,"

"Yeah, yeah! That's what they all say!" said the old lady as she slammed the door. Unfortunately, Evens's foot happened to be in it at the time. That caused him to scream out in pain. That's when the old woman grabbed them and pulled them into her house whispering, "Be quiet! What are you trying to do, wake up the whole neighborhood?"

"Excuse me," said Mike while hopping on his other foot, "Next time I'll try to cry out in agony somewhat quieter! Give me a break, lady!"

Since his foot was bleeding, the woman let him come in while she bandaged up the wound. Then Mike poked his head in and said, "Is everything copacetic in here? If so, those guys are headed in this direction, and I've got really sensitive skin. It's allergic to bullets."

Then he gasped and came into the woman's house while locking her door. That's when he said, "All we need is to use your phone. We must call the Smokyes to come here immediately, but preferably sooner. We just witnessed some bad-guys steal some thing then they shot the,"

By then there came a pounding on the door as if somebody was trying to break it down. The 2 boys ran out the back exit just as they broke down the door, but by then, the boys were gone, yet they heard a lot of shouting. That was followed by another gun-shot. Evens and Mike swallowed deeply since they knew what had happened in there.

Since they were each next-door neighbors, they ran to Even's house, although they knew nobody would believe their wild story. Since they were best-friends, both of them swore to keep mum about those incidents. The only one they told about it was Mike's dog, Bruiser, who was a really fierce-looking pit-bull with razor-sharp teeth which glistened in the light when he would bar them at anybody who might possibly harm those 2 boys. Nothing that walked on 2 legs or 4 legs or slithered through the grass could get anywhere close to those kids. He was the best protector, guard, baby-sitter to their parents, faithful companion, listener when nobody else would friend anybody had ever had. Plus he never argued or put down anything they would attempt. Also since he was a full-blooded pedigree pit-bull with papers, he would make some lucky dog a terrific hubby. Yet he stayed near by those boys at all time until they rode off somewhere in a car. Then he would be there waiting for them to return back home, a great dog.

Yet that night, they were having a sleep-over since their parents had said it was cool with them. They discussed some alternative ways to deal with their primary problem, but none of them seamed like they would actually work. Then Even's mom told them it was going on 2:00 so they needed to call it a day, which they did, but even though their bodies were lying prone in their beds, both minds were still racing.

About 3:00 they woke to Bruiser's barking sporadically. When they peaked out the front window, they saw 2 men sneaking towards the house. Mike asked Evens, "What do you want me to do ?"

Evens told him, "Quickly! Just run to the nearest phone and call 911!"

Mike, who wasn't exactly what could be called intelligent by any means said, "I'll do it! Let me look up the number to dial for that!"

Yet before they did anything, they heard the front window crack open and then the sound of those men whispering to each other.

Suddenly the door of the room they were in opened up and the light came on. There were those 2 thief-murderers smiling at them. They pointed their stolen guns at the boys, ready to shorten their lifespans from being on this planet while taking only 2 pulls of their triggers.

Suddenly one of them yelled, "Ow!" and dropped his gun on the floor. Then the other guy turned to see what made him cry out in pain.

That was when he screamed, "Ow!" and slung his gun across the room. It was the most unlikely hero of all-time, Bruiser. Since the men had no weapons and were facing a potentially furious-looking k-9 who was snarling and showing his razor-sharp teeth, the men backed away slowly while one of them whispered to the other, "Just back up nice and slow. Make no type of sudden movements whatsoever."

The other guy pointed his gun toward the dog, but it was too late. Bruiser had already bitten the second guy's shooting-hand which made him throw his gun across the room. When it hit the hard wooden floor, it went off. The bullet struck one of the bad-guys in the leg, causing him to hit the floor, moaning in pain. While the other guy was looking at his buddy, Bruiser attacked his hand and made him throw his gun up on the chandelier where it got stuck. The one who was still alive bent over his comrade shouting, "Hay! Boss! Are you alright? Now, please say something! Speak to me if you're alive, or if you're dead, don't worry about it! In that case, don't say anything!"

As he leaned over his fallen comrade, the silence was broken by the sound of the front door opening and 2 men shouting, "Alright! Hands up! No sudden moves! You have the right to remain silent! Anything, oh, it's you again, huh? Well, you know the lines I was going to say!"

As it turned out, the 2 men were some notorious tax evaders, bank-robbers, kidnappers and now murderers. There was a $10,000.00 reward for the capture of those evil, thieve-kidnappers-murderers. After the police had turned them in, they told the boys that meant each of them would receive all that moolah. Later they were told it was that much money for each of the bad-guys. Their parents made them invest that money wisely so it would earn them even more money. Because of that, they were both able to get out and meet some of the finer first class people in town. They eventually met the right person and so they dated for a while and eventually got, like a mule to a plow, "hitched." The next year they had some little junior heroes to raise. So like the best-written stories of all-time will finish up with,

"THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER !!!!" The end.

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By, Cuz Roye.