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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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The Adventures of Stevie #24
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 11 in this story, in summer camp.
The Adventures of Stevie #24 "Movie and Help"
Dear Carlos,
Sometimes we have movies in the dining hall at night before bed. Some
of the movies are good. Some are scary for the younger kids. The last
movie we saw was VERY scary! It had a gigantic spider in it. Debbie and
Chad were scared during the movie. I know because I was sandwiched
between them. I was holding hands with both of them. It was dark, so I
don't think they knew about the other hand holding. When the spider
attacked they both grabbed my hands with both of theirs and would have
squeezed them to nothing if my fingers weren't so strong. It was like I
was surrounded by twins. Nice twins. I did not have a problem with it.
When Chad covered his eyes at a scary part of the movie, I kissed
Debbie. On her lips. She didn't try to kill me for that so I thought
she liked it. I did too. So did my monster. Good thing it was dark!
After the movie we went to our cabins to get ready for bed. That's
when the trouble started. Chad was shaking and crying a little, and he
wouldn't let go of Jeremy. He was still afraid of what he saw in the
movie. I found out later a lot of the younger campers had the same
problem, and nightmares too, and they decided to stop showing scary
movies. I got into bed. Jeremy brought Chad over to my bed and
transferred Chad's grip on him to me. Chad was still shaking and he was
strangling my middle with his hug. I hugged him and stroked his back
like Jeremy did to me before. It did relax him and he went to sleep. He
woke up a lot of times in the night because of bad dreams, and I
stroked him back to sleep each time. I didn't sleep because I wanted to
be ready to help him when he woke up again. I thought I would mind it,
but I didn't. I think it was because I knew he needed me. I discovered
it makes me feel good to be needed, and even better when the help I
give works.
Before we got out of bed in the morning, Chad tried to say he was
sorry for making such a fuss. I kissed his lips shut. I am pretty sure
he didn't mind. I know I didn't!
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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