Blogging Challenge 4 & 5: Childhood Toy

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom-vroom! I race my toy cars through the mud and across the finish-line. Victory! I will never forget the countless hours I spent playing with my beloved toy cars.

Not only were they fun to race, they look like  they cost a million dollars! With custom tires, rims, hood, and a slick body, nobody could resist how cool they are. I remember my favorite car, a blue, low-lying Hotwheels sports car with meaty tires, and topped with a half-car windshield. Many other similar designs, crazy cool designs, keep me hooked on my toy cars still today.  Toy cars just look cool.

I’m done telling you about just how cool my toy cars are, take a look for yourselves. Click on the video below to check out some fantastic Hotwheels.

Although Hotwheels are cool, my old box of a hundred toy cars represents more than that to me. Those toy cars remind me what it is like to be boy, have fun, and spend a little time in the mud under a hot sun. Long after The wheels break off from my favorite car, and the colors don’t shine bright anymore , I will still love it. I will love it for the memories it holds, and for the reminder of the treasures of childhood.

 

Raptor

inspired by Jurassic Park
Why did I do this? I’m standing in a six foot deep bowl of mud, twigs, and three ginormous, green, spotted eggs. I slowly lay my hand on the sticky-smooth surface, that’s when I heard the tormenting- tortuous shriek. Then I saw it…

The raptor.

Her eyes bore into my skull, as if pondering which way to eat me would be most satisfying. Bloodshot eyes, razor sharp teeth, and a vicious snarl… the raptor was poised over me hungrily. My legs wouldn’t move, as if buried in concrete. My eyes were glued on the ferocious creature; its bloodshot, red hungry eyes were piercing the dark places in my mind where fear awaited.

All of a sudden life swung back into full motion, and the raptor came crashing down upon me. She pinned me down her humongous claws, I felt my shoulder pop out of place, and a red-hot liquid pour across my chest. Then the raptor quickly shifted her grip, pulling me up by my leg, and flinging me like a cat toy. A wave of excruciating- anguishing- agonizing pain erupted as the claws shredded the muscles of my leg. My vision blurred as the experience smashed my scenes , I heard the thunderous crack of wings, and it all went black…