COLE'S MYSTERIOUS LIFE

Chapter 1

A Note from the author: This story, like so many of my stories, is an experimentation in a writing style that isn't my norm. Expect to read a rather jig-sawed mess of things, as we try to follow the thoughts of a 7 year old boy named Cole and like most boys his age, they don't stay focused for long... Therefore, expect to be confused at times!

As always, this is a fantasy story, not a reality. Please enjoy reading it, but I do not condone the actions within the story and therefore do not condone such actions in real life.

I welcome feedback, constructive criticism, views on characters, suggestions for future chapters etc. I have a general idea of where I am going with the series, although nothing is set in stone.

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It was a normal day for seven year old Cole, who having just finished school at 3 PM, was walking home by himself, thinking keenly about his next Minecraft project.� His parents both worked until 7, and so between 3.30 and 7, he would be free to play computer games without his dad kicking him off the PC to take his place, as both of them were avid gamers.

At about the half way point in his 20 minute walk, he stopped in his tracks though, reaching his hand up and running his it through his dark coloured hair, then looking up into the clear blue, sunny sky.� "Huh?" he said, running his hand over his face now and looking at it in confusion.

`That was weird,' he thought to himself, as he felt the sensation of raindrops falling over his face, but with not even a single cloud in the sky.� It just made no sense.

He looked around to see if anyone else had been rained on, or perhaps if there was a sprinkler nearby, but the strange thing was, his hand wasn't wet either and having looked around, the only other person nearby on the extremely quiet street, was a man sat on his porch, enjoying the afternoon sun. The man wore faded jeans and a white vest, stubble covered his face and he was nursing a glass of something that looked extremely refreshing to Cole's eyes.

As their eyes met Cole, felt a little bit awkward though.� He felt that the man obviously knew he was acting strangely, and had it not been for the fact Cole felt the need to pee desperately, he would have become embarrassed over his strange behaviour and probably lingered on the confusion of the mysterious raindrops.

He grabbed at himself, quickly surmising that he wouldn't be able to make it home to pee, and wondered why it had come on so quickly, but only for a moment.� His eyes darted around for a place that he could do it outside...� There was a tree next to the man's yard that he could pee behind, but privacy would be an issue he thought.� Looking around again, he weighing up his options before he moved behind the tree, between the man's chicken wire fence and the tree.

`If I pee on the tree, a car might come down the road and see my peepee,' he thought to himself, while dropping his bag and school blazer to the ground, before quickly grabbing himself through his pants again. `If I turn to the side slightly, I can see car's coming and I can pull my pants up fast.� But someone might walk up the path and see then instead,' he reasoned.

Desperation took hold as he felt himself on the verge of bursting and he took the only option that made sense to him to make.� He turned his back on the road and the tree, pulled open the front of his pants and freed his peepee in view of the man on the porch.

Almost instantly, his pee came rushing out and he sprayed the ground by the man's garden, thankful he hadn't wet his pants.

As the flow of his pee started to slow, his brain caught up and informed him that the man could see him.� He looked up and realized the man was indeed looking at him. He appeared neither happy nor angry over his actions.

Cole's face blushed red, and he fidgeted under the man's stare.� He had stood there with his peepee out for a long time after having finished his pee, frozen in embarrassment and waiting for the man to shout at him for having done something bad.

He looked around now, suddenly fearful someone else might have seen, but no one was around, just the distant sound of cars on other roads and a dog barking in someone's yard...� He could even hear the birds chirping.

Cole looked back at the man, almost feeling like none of this was real. But, the man just once more met his gaze and he felt his cheeks burn red, before snapping out of his daze and pulling his pants back up to cover himself.

Picking up his blue school blazer and his backpack, Cole walked away briskly, wanting to escape from the man's sight - so embarrassed for having had to have peed in public like that, especially when someone could see. And the man had obviously seen his peepee, had seen him pee on the ground in full view, yet he hadn't said anything to him.� The man just sat there and watched, not smiling, not angry, just watching Cole's antics.

He felt a shiver go down his spine as he left the street behind.� That man scared him for some reason and he didn't know why, just that he did. The same sort of fear he got when cutting across Mr. Atkin's lawn with his friends in the morning, praying that the old man wouldn't be quick enough to scold them.

Don't misunderstand though, Cole was a well behaved little boy, at school and at home.� His family were Christian, they went to church together regularly and he even wore a gold cross necklace, never taking it off.

The rest of Cole's walk home, was filled with thoughts of what he'd done and how he had been watched doing it.� He knew his peepee was private, no one was supposed to see it.� But, he also knew it was bad to wet yourself and his dad had told him when he was younger, to pee up a tree if you can't make it to a bathroom.

And, he reasoned, he was being private...� Lots of people in cars or walking up the sidewalk would have seen his peepee if he hadn't have faced the man to pee.� So in the grand scheme of things, letting one person see, wasn't that bad of an option.� Plus he didn't know the man, so the man couldn't tell his parents what he had done, whereas a car or person walking in the street...� It could have been anyone, even someone from church!� Then he would have been in serious trouble.

It was with this reasoning, that he unlocked the front door and rushed inside, eager to get started on his Minecraft world, but he had a few tasks to complete first. He quickly got himself a drink to get rid of the strange taste in his mouth, caused by not having had anything since lunchtime at school.� He then attended to his homework.

Cole was a reasonably clever boy, and so his homework presented no challenge to him, although he would have loved to not have to do any homework at all, but Mrs. Hill was always giving them spellings or times tables or reading� assignments...� He sighed and settled in to do it, swinging his feet under the kitchen table as he worked away. Finally, with his homework complete, he ran upstairs and into the study/gaming room and booted up the PC, standing before it impatiently.

As it came to life, he booted up Minecraft and the streaming software his dad used, because they were planning to be well known streamers of games...� Right now they only had fifteen followers, but his dad said they'd get more as time went on.� But to get more, you had to stream as often as possible.

With the webcam on, the game streaming...� "Oh, crab," he exclaimed, changing a minor swear word for something less offensive, a thing drilled into him so much by his mother, that he actually now believed crab was a bad word too.

He had seen that it was 5pm.� How was it so late?� He had stayed after school for a while and then he had done his homework...� That was how...� But that meant he didn't have as long as he had planned, to play Minecraft without his dad interfering and ruining his plans.� Not only that, but his parents would be mad if they came home to find him still in his school uniform.

Not willing to waste anymore time, he stripped down to his undies where he stood, before sitting down and starting up a new world.

"Is there a clothes shortage, little guy?" came a message on the streaming software.

Cole read it to himself aloud, felt his cheeks blush and shook his head. "Naw, I want to start playing that's all," he replied while noticing that he had 3 viewers currently. "And, we're going to do a new world today because I'm going to make an epic tree house," he said excitedly.

And so he began playing, talking through what he was doing, trying to be funny as he did it, answering chat as often as he could, realizing happily he was up to 26 viewers for his new Minecraft world.

As 7pm neared, Cole had the thought that his parents might be mad that he was in just his underwear.� So he excused himself from the stream and taking his school clothes, disappeared into his bedroom and picked out some fresh clothes to wear.

That night, when his dad took over, they were up to 54 followers and both father and son were excited about that.

Cole had enjoyed his day completely and in fact, the only weird part was seeing that man, he thought to himself as he lay in bed, squeezing his peepee because it was itching. `I can't believe he saw it,' he continued his monologue to himself.� His thoughts drifted away though as a strange sensation started to rise up from somewhere and it was with confusion, that he realized his peepee felt different.

He pushed the covers off himself, pushed down his PJ bottoms and his undies and saw that his peepee was standing up tall, up and away from his tummy. `Why's my peepee doing that?' he thought, pulling on the skin, then pushing it this way and that way. `It's hard to move it.' He pulled the skin up again, stretching it way beyond the head. `My pants and undies must be making it itchy.� That's why,' he reasoned with himself.

As that thought registered, he kicked his PJs off his feet.� Almost instantly he felt better about the situation, knowing now that his peepee would go back to being normal.

But after five minutes of trying to get to sleep, he realized that without anything on his bottom half, his PJ top felt so annoying, tangling up around him and driving him crazy.� So Cole did the sensible thing and took it off, leaving himself naked in bed. Instantly he noticed how soft the blankets felt against him, almost soothing as they gently rested atop his nude body and within minutes, he was asleep.

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