Thousand Lives – Davany Cameron
Fragmented – Alyssa Alonzo
Home Cooked Meal – Jasper Rose
Seven-year-old Andy sat peacefully in his attic, building his Lego world. Carefully, he
finished off the sushi restaurant, adding the final details. A sign on the wall, a chair at the table,
tiny chopsticks on the counter. He turned and reached into his giant plastic tub of Legos,
searching for what to build next.
Suddenly, he heard a loud crash from his village. A violent hurricane of toddler fury
swept across the floor, wrecking the Lego masterpiece he had spent weeks constructing. Andy
shot up from the floor.
“No!” he cried, as his three-year-old brother kicked over structures, destroying hundreds
of Lego lives. “James, get out of here!”
James laughed and continued to create chaos among the innocent citizens of the Lego
world. Andy watched in horror as everything fell to the ground. Houses, parks, the hospital, the
schoolhouse and even the brand-new sushi restaurant, all gone. Finally, Andy unfroze and
pushed his brother out of the Lego mess, terror replaced with anger. He quickly tried to salvage
anything that had not been completely wrecked.
“How could you do this? I worked on these Legos for weeks”, Andy shouted, “get out of
here right now or I’m telling Mom!” James waddled out the door still smiling, oblivious to the
mass destruction he was now responsible for.
Tears welled in Andy’s eyes. He looked around at the ruins of what had been his biggest
accomplishment. Kneeling before the scene, he picked up one of his Lego characters, Ms.
Janet. She was missing an arm, and her head had been twisted backward. He held her up
above the rubble, emergency helicopters securing her injured person and dashing off to the
neighboring city’s hospital.
Slowly, more emergency aircraft came to the rescue of any surviving citizens. First
responders ran about the rubble, scanning for civilians trapped underneath fallen buildings.
Throughout all of Lego Village, firetrucks and ambulance sirens filled the air, accompanied by
crying children and frantic shouts.
For the remaining afternoon, the Lego government officials performed damage control,
doing what they could to contain the aftermath of such a tragedy. And that was what it was.
Tragedy had struck the unsuspecting Lego village on what had seemed like an ordinary
Saturday afternoon. Tragedy in the form of a “sweet” little three-year-old. Whose violence was
provoked by his “not knowing any better”. And certainly, the village would not soon forget this
incident. Not even when a call could be heard from the kitchen downstairs, “Andy, dinner’s
ready!”
Fighting For The Ball – Aiden Rosales
Ink & Venom 