The Idea=> everyone has a judge which judges everything you do ( duhh... there judges) and in this story I am getting rid of mine.
THE 2 JUDGES
THE 2 JUDGES
I have 2 judges and they are total
opposites. One is named Judge A, and is a short, stubby, fat, chubby monster.
His hair is an ugly curl, and it knots up into one big lump, which he keeps
tugging. Every time he tugs, he screams at the top of his lungs because it
hurts, but then when you tell him to stop and cut off his hair instead, he
screams at you and throws his brush at you. Then he cries like a baby because
YOU broke his brush. He always eats a mashed up paste of goose liver and this
is what gives him that fiery temper. He never brushed his teeth so they’ve all
gone rotten and every time he smiles, a stinky stench comes out and disgusting
green pus oozes out of his gums. He has rough and hairy skin which is filled
with impetigo and flakes off. The other
judge, Judge B, is a tall scrawny person; he cares too much about cleanliness
and therefore is very fussy. Every time I write, they both quarrel about what’s
right, what I was supposed to have done, and how stupid it was. Until now these
judges still inhabit my head and I hope writing will help eliminate them.
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