“I have an itch in the center of my hand. No matter what I try the itching wont go away, it’s driving me crazy! I scratched, scraped, rubbed, bit and hit, but nothing got rid of the itching. I wanted to get a knife from the kitchen drawer and carve it into my palm until the itching was gone, and then I realized what this all meant, and so I called it the Jesus itch.”, David whispered through the thin wooden wall.
“You said your name was David?” A voice asked.
“That’s right.”, David replied.
“You see God does things for a reason, you are named after King David, that can’t be a coincidence.”, The voice on the other side said.
“Actually my mom is a huge David Hasselhoff fan.”, David explained.
There was a silence followed by a dripping sound.
David continued, “It got weirder when I walked over water, not over a lake or ocean or anything but the sink in my bathroom was leaking and there was a puddle of water on the floor and I slipped a bit knocking over the radio that was on the edge of my bath tub, which fell onto the floor but didn’t electrocute me. It was a miracle!”
“A radio on the edge of your bath tub, that’s not a miracle, that’s stupid and dangerous, and are you sure if it was even plugged in?” The man on the other side asked.
There was knock on the door next to him followed by a yell, “occupied!”
David picked the last 12 sheets of toilet paper off the roll revealing the brown spinning cardboard cylinder that it was once wrapped around.
The edges of David’s lips curled up to form a Grinch-like smile right before he wiped his butt.
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“You said your name was David?” A voice asked.
“That’s right.”, David replied.
“You see God does things for a reason, you are named after King David, that can’t be a coincidence.”, The voice on the other side said.
“Actually my mom is a huge David Hasselhoff fan.”, David explained.
There was a silence followed by a dripping sound.
David continued, “It got weirder when I walked over water, not over a lake or ocean or anything but the sink in my bathroom was leaking and there was a puddle of water on the floor and I slipped a bit knocking over the radio that was on the edge of my bath tub, which fell onto the floor but didn’t electrocute me. It was a miracle!”
“A radio on the edge of your bath tub, that’s not a miracle, that’s stupid and dangerous, and are you sure if it was even plugged in?” The man on the other side asked.
There was knock on the door next to him followed by a yell, “occupied!”
David picked the last 12 sheets of toilet paper off the roll revealing the brown spinning cardboard cylinder that it was once wrapped around.
The edges of David’s lips curled up to form a Grinch-like smile right before he wiped his butt.
Read Part II
