Mankind's Glory

The following information has been derived from my own imagination.

I expect you the reader to be critical and provide input to me, an individual seeking a hobby in writing fiction.
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The Man-Boy named Eugene stares at the Poplar tree from his mother's bedroom window.

"I have a cancerous predisposition," he stated objectively.

This conclusion was generated from his review of the internets.

As a young child this home was full of glory; more than humanity and mankind has ever witnessed. During this time, he received a collection of gifts and bear-hugs from his generous but older brothers and sisters. You see, he is the boy from the second marriage and was conceived during the Autumn of their lives. As he grew older, I witnessed winter ascend the ridge and enter the yellow double-wide .

The great "sorrow" began during the month of April in his sixteenth year of the Lord.

The boy awoke early one morning and dressed himself in green camouflage and winter boots. It was the second day of spring turkey season but the morning was unusually cold. During this time in life, he moved quickly with focus and determination. In a matter of moments he was in the holler surrounded by a hillside to the northeast and southwest, as he traversed up a mountain crick.

He witnessed his breath as he hid behind a rotting log. The wooden box lay in his left hand and the gobblers song was released throughout the forest. His grin was crooked and he viewed the undergrowth on the hillside. The land was filled with a variety of browns and grays that could make a person dull and at peace.

The boy suddenly thrusted his body onto the log, breaking it in half. The turkey-call did not attract a gobbler this morning but instead a hen ran past his face faster than blue lightening. As he fell, the end of the 22 - Pump rifle hit him between the eyes. The bird was dragging a wing on the ground and had obviously been shot by a near-by rival.

He was infuriated by the thought of a hunter in the vicinity. Thus, his body ran with his small rifle up the mountain in the direction that the hen had originated from. The small landing that he had arrived at had been cleared of timber one hundred years ago.

The two demons were startled by the boys appearance and the third animal glared at him with hatred. Eugene was equally surprised by witnessing the two coyotes feeding on the group of small birds. I am unsure if you have seen a coyote in your life but they are an eyesore in nature; battered, bruised, unkept and unclean; thin and desperate like a furry gray alcoholic. The large black dog, on the other hand, observed the boy from a distance.

The smaller coyote continued to feed, while the larger animal considered attacking the human being. The boy however, had no conscious response - the trigger was immediately pulled and the pin initiated the trajectory of the bullet. The blunt piece of medal entered the nasal cavity and for a moment he imagined warm water entering his nose. But a burning sensation followed and he fell to the ground. The bones from his nose descended into his throat and he suffocated quickly.

The other coyote, the larger one, was startled and ran swiftly but he too felt the result of Eugene's impulse. The second bullet clipt his left thigh and the third entered the top of his tale. He began to cry as if his mother was nearby for a rescue. But she wasn't and the only friend that he could see was this worthless black mongrel. He wanted to bight that silly animal; for he just stood there foolishly glaring at the boy firing a gun.

Eugene could not assess who was at fault; maybe it was the mother hen that had attempted to persuade the three dogs from the landing, the wild black dog that was unafraid, or the animal that died suddenly. It possibly could have been a combination of the entire experience that attracted the loss in his family.

The boy's father passed-on during the week after the incident and his mother battled colon cancer across the span of several years, until he turned the age of twenty-two.