Liam's Revenge
Liam's Revenge
"How could she be so stupid as to use my video games as frisbees?" he thought to himself.
Liam was steaming mad to the point he wanted to cry. His favorite thing in the world was to come home from school and play Xbox. His sister took all of his favorite games away from him. There would be no more getting online to play games with the guys at school. The fact was that Liam had collected these games since last Christmas when he got his Xbox. These discs were everything to him.
"She will pay. I want her to know what this pain is like," he thought to himself.
So Liam sat in his room on his bean bag chair where he would normally play video games and began to plot his revenge. He thought for hours and hours but couldn't figure out what he wanted to do to get his little sister back for what she had done.
"I could rip all of the pages out of her coloring book," he said to himself.
"Nah, that isn't good enough. She doesn't love that the way I love playing games," he quickly thought.
Liam kept thinking, but couldn't figure out his perfect revenge until later that night. Liam's mom came into his room and said, "I heard about the video games, honey, and I'm sorry but with time we will get you your games back. Now its time for bed, I just tucked your sister in with her Barbie."
An evil smile rose upon his face stretching from ear to ear. Liam knew exactly what he must do.
So Liam stayed up, just lying in his bed waiting for the rest of the house to be silent. Once he realized that the coast was clear, he sprang up out of bed as if he was running late for school. He tip-toed to his sister's room so quiet that one would have thought he was a ninja. He then barely opened the door and slipped in to grab his sister's Barbie.
"Got it!" he thought as he quickly went back to his room and hid the doll like nothing had even taken place.
The next day his sister immediately noticed the Barbie was gone and complained but no one truly cared. They both went to school but Liam couldn't pay attention in the least. All he could think about was his plan to get revenge.
Once school ended and the two got home it was time to make his point. So Liam grabbed his rain jacket and the Barbie and went to the garage. He then found some rope and tied the doll as tight as he could to his bike. Once he knew that he was able to drag Barbie he poked his head in the house and yelled, "I found your Barbie in the garage. Come get her!"
With extreme joy his sister came running faster than ever to the garage. All she saw was her brother take off on his bike dragging her Barbie.
He dragged her through puddles.
He dragged her through mud.
As his sister began to scream and cry, Liam did nothing more than smile with that same evil grin he had the night before.
Liam knew he had gotten his revenge and it never felt so good.
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Author's Note:
This story is based off the idea of revenge that is performed in Homer's The Iliad. In the part of the epic called The Slaying of Hector (end), Achilles seeks revenge for his loved friend Patroclus who was murdered by Hector. In order to revenge him, he kills Hector in a drawn-out fight and then ties him to a chariot drawn by horses. He then rides it around the city for everyone to see what he has done. This act of dragging the corpse of Hector around by means of a chariot was made to be a statement for the entire town to see but also what Achilles felt was necessary to avenge Patroclus and himself. In my version of this tale, I changed the story up and had Liam symbolize Achilles, his video games symbolize Patroclus, and his sister symbolize Hector. I made the version more of a children's story although it is somewhat dark in order to emphasize the desire for people to obtain revenge when they feel they have been wronged. The idea remains the same although it is a lot less gruesome, but Liam felt that he had been wronged so badly that he must put his sister through the same pain if not worse.
Bibliography:
The Slaying of Hector (end) from Homer's The Iliad retold by Alfred J. Church (1907).