Jack and the Laptop- part 2

I jubilantly ran home, anticipating my mother’s excited expression when I showed her the lap top. Oh boy, was I wrong. My mother was furious. When I first arrived home she was waiting for me, an expression of relief on her weary face once she noticed the bag in my hands. I took the front steps two by two then took out the lap top, only to watch my mother’s happy expression fall immediately. After being yelled at and being called “irresponsible”, she made me go back to the store and return the lap top. Aware that my mother was extremely furious, I didn’t argue and quickly made my way back to the market. However, once I got there, the small store where I had purchased the lap top was closed down. Newspapers covered the walls and the cashier was no where to be seen.

“Great!” I mumbled to my self sarcastically as I turned around to go home. I knew that I would never be able to live this down. My mother would never trust me with money ever again. As I took my walk of shame from the kitchen to my room, I immediately slammed my door shut and tossed the lap top on my desk, not bothering to even turn it on. This would definitely be a restless night. Without a “goodnight” from my mother, I sluggishly shuffled across the hall to the washroom and brushed my teeth before changing into my pajamas and jumping into bed. Thinking about my mother’s disappointed expression when I came home with the lap top ran through my mind all night, preventing me to sleep a wink. When my eyes finally shut, I noticed a bright light coming from my desk. I shot up in my bed and my mouth fell open at the source of the magnificent light. The screen of the laptop, which was still closed, was shining brightly from across the room.

I cautiously approached it, fearing that it would explode or melt or whatever computers did when they were broken. I a swift curse escaped my tight, nervous lips as I thought about the creepy cashier. I sat down on the swiveling chair and lifted the screen, wondering if maybe I could fix the computer myself and sell it to get back the money. As soon as the light was level with my eyes, I could feel my body being aggressively pulled and tugged at.