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I don't remember if I cried.
Mom showed it to me; she found it in
the bathroom, a tiny lizard frightened and confused dashing around the space,
its minute lungs visibly contracting on the rare occasions it actually stopped
running. It was hard to keep up with it... I liked it as soon as I saw it.
I've always liked lizards, and this was the smallest and cutest one I'd ever
seen. We wanted to take it outside so nothing would happen to it in our house.
After all, there wouldn't be anything to eat, and there were the cats.
I wouldn't remember it at all if it
had happened the way it was supposed to. It's important to realise that.
You almost never remember things that were supposed to happen. A year later,
or three years, or at the end of your life, you only remember things that
didn't go the way they were supposed to, for better or for worse. That's
why... that's why I remember...
An empty glass and paper are usually
all it takes to secure most creatures in the house that shouldn't be there,
but most of them weren't this fast. Finally mom brought the cup down and
caught the lizard. It had to be fast, and hard, or the lizard would run away.
It was so fast...
We didn't notice it at first. Mom didn't,
anyway. But its head... under the rim of the cup... she brought it down so
hard and fast. And the lizard had tried to run away... and its head...
No. No. Oh, God, no, no, no... and I
was praying, not cursing. No. God, no. Dead... crushed. Its head crushed...
oh, my God, no... please no.
I told myself it was still alive and
I think for a moment I almost believed it... But I could feel my throat going
numb and hollow, and my heart thumping dully, and I knew. Mom said she was
sorry... she was sad, too. We both knew it shouldn't have happened. Death...
the first and greatest mistake of humanity, one of the things that's not
supposed to be here. That's what I realised that night, and that's why that
night will stay with me until I die the way the lizard did. The way we all
will.
We took the lizard outside, and I don't
remember if I cried.
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