Left to Die
This is an odd little skit. I wonder what sort of twisted mood I was in when this was originally written some time ago. Have a read and let me know what you think.
| Benny | Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! |
| Bert | What was that? |
| Benny | It was I. |
| Bert | Who, Who are you? |
| Benny | It is I, Benny. YOU left me to die Bert. |
| Bert | I am so sorry. It was not my fault. |
| Benny | I am going to haunt you now and forever. |
| Bert | But it was not my fault. I did not know you were there. |
| Benny | You should have known I was there. You should have gone to the house. |
| Bert | I couldn’t. It hurt too much. |
| Benny | But I was there. You left me there. You should have come for me Bert. |
| Bert | I thought you’d be okay. I thought you’d get out. |
| Benny | NO Bert. I was trapped. I was shut in the house I could not get out. You knew I could not open the doors or windows. You just left me Bert. |
| Bert | But I was too hurt. I could not go there after the accident. |
| Benny | Because my parents die, you think I should die too? |
| Bert | No. But I missed them. I was grieving them. He was my son. |
| Benny | SO you just forgot about me. I was your responsibility while they were away. You were meant to care for me not let me die. |
| Bert | I am sorry Benny. I really am. I didn’t think about you too much. You should have got out. |
| Benny | But I could not get out. I needed you to come and feed me Bert. I needed you to come and open the door for me. I wanted to go out and play. I could not. I wanted to see the sun and the birds, I could not. You left me. Trapped. |
| Bert | I am so, so sorry. But I couldn’t go there. I did not want to go there. Please forgive me. |
| Benny | You left me. And I died too. But now I miss my parents, trapped here to haunt you. |
| Bert | I AM sorry. They were not your real parents Benny. They just looked after you. |
| Benny | I know. But they brought me up, they cared for me when I was ill, they feed me. Does that make any difference that you should not come and feed me? |
| Bert | No. I was sure you would find food. I couldn’t go to the house. |
| Benny | I started eating the spiders that crawled through the house. But spiders don’t fill you up even a small body like mine. |
| Bert | I know I should have gone to you. I know I should have feed you. But I was hurting for your parents too much. |
| Benny | I was very weak and skinny before I died. That was your fault Bert. |
| Bert | I said I was sorry. |
| Benny | I even had to eat Harry. Harry was my brother. I loved Harry, I didn’t want to eat him. But you made me. |
| Bert | I’m so, so sorry. Please stop. |
| Benny | Sorry Bert. I will tell you all my story. And when I have finished I will start again. I will tell you until the day YOU die! |
| Bert | Please stop. Once I found out what I had done. I grieved for you too. I buried you and even said a prayer. Forgive me please. |
| Benny | You buried me in a cardboard box in the back garden. Could you not give me a proper burial. |
| Bert | I could not afford a proper one. I made you a gravestone. You are under their favourite tree. |
| Benny | Yes it is a nice tree. But I would of liked a proper burial, in a proper cemetery. |
| Bert | I understand. But I couldn’t do that. The costs would have been too much. |
| Benny | Money does not mean anything to me. I was only two when I died. |
| Bert | What happened to Harry. |
| Benny | He went down very easily. He tasted nice too. He will be in heaven now. He died a proper death. |
| Bert | You call being eaten a proper death. |
| Benny | It is better than being left to starve. He would have starved eventually too. |
| Bert | Yes, I suppose so. What did you do for drink? |
| Benny | Harry had plenty of water. He didn’t mind me drinking a little of his each day. |
| Bert | That explains why his tank was nearly empty. But if you loved him, did you have to eat him? |
| Benny | I would have eaten him one day anyway. I would have got curious of what he tasted like when I was older. |
| Bert | But you said he was your brother. |
| Benny | He was only a goldfish, he knew it would happen. They have short memories, but they know the future. |
| Bert | I never knew that. |
| Benny | I wish I could see my parents again. |
| Bert | Well you don’t have to haunt me. I feel bad enough about letting you die. |
| Benny | But I am destined to haunt you until the day you die. |
| Bert | Well I am getting old. I probably only have a few years left. You will be able to see them then. |
| Benny | Couldn’t you die sooner. |
| Bert | Sorry? |
| Benny | You have your shotgun upstairs. You could use that. I would be able to see my parents much sooner. |
| Bert | NO! |
| Benny | You would have no more haunting from me. Can you have this conversation everyday for the rest of your life? |
| Bert | I think I can put up with it. |
| Benny | Can you? It will get tedious after a few times, these words will never change. We will have this conversation forever. |
| Bert | I will find an exorcist or something. |
| Benny | You would kill me again? |
| Bert | NO! I could not do that. I will talk back. |
| Benny | I am afraid you will. You are destined to, we will have this conversation again very soon. |
| Bert | I wont I am leaving. |
| Benny | You can’t Bert. All the doors are locked. Just like you left me. |
| Bert | Let me out. If I can’t get out I’ll run out of food. |
| Benny | As I did, you will join me then. Maybe it wont be that long before you die. |
| Bert | What can I do to say I am sorry. What can I do to get out of this. |
| Benny | Nothing. |
| Bert | This isn’t fair. |
| Benny | And leaving me to starve was? |
| Bert | No. I thought you didn’t matter. I had lost the ones I loved. |
| Benny | We all matter Bert. |
| Bert | Yes, I see now. I am sorry Benny. |
| Benny | Do you want to go and get it then? |
| Bert | Sorry? |
| Benny | The shotgun. Shall we finish it now? It would be better than starving. |
| Bert | Okay. Will I be able to see your parents afterwards. |
| Benny | Of course. We will go together. |
| Bert | See you soon Benny. |
| Benny | See you soon Bert. |
| A shotgun echoes through the house. | |
| Bert | So what happens now? |
| Benny | We can make the journey. |
| Bert | But what about my body down there? |
| Benny | Some one will find it soon. You can come back and watch the service if you wish. |
| Bert | I am really sorry. |
| Benny | Me too. But it was for the best. I think you would have done it sooner or later without my help. |
| Bert | Yes, that is why the gun was loaded. |
| Benny | Before we go can you stroke me behind my ears. |
| Bert | Of course. |
| Benny | Thank you, I have always liked that. |
| Bert | Yes, I remember when I visited. A stroke behind the ears would always please you. |
| Benny | It still does. Though I think eating goldfish would please me more. |
| Bert | Can you still do that? |
| Benny | No, I have to be a good cat. Eating a goldfish now would be bad. But I will be content with you and my parents stroking my ears. |