A Watch To Watch Out For
by Mike Smith
February, 2006
I have a watch that remembers things. Anything I tell it. It can forget things too, everything I tell it to. My watch was a good watch until one fateful day. Maybe the watch decided it didn't like being told what to do. Maybe it began to realize that its owner really was not all he was cracked up to be. Whatever the reason, the watch went bad.
No longer would it listen to me. It would not even communicate with me. The watch became distant, uninvolved, and evil once I stopped wearing it. I stopped wearing it because it was becoming apparent that we were definitely not friends. While I still wore it, its grip on my wrist would become tighter and tighter even though to my other senses, especially by sight, nothing had changed since I put it on. It just felt like it was strangling my hand right off my arm. After a few days of this, I realized that the watch must have become possessed to turn from such a good little watch into this demon time piece trying to exact its revenge on my wrist and hand.
It didn't even stop there. I would wake up and there the watch would be on my wrist slowly choking my hand to death. And my hand would be all pins and needles and feel like it was several times its natural size due to poor blood flow. It was then that I realized that I must do something. Anything to help this watch return to the light after plunging so far into darkness. To cast off the demons within its limited 512M memory.
Naturally my friends wanted to help. The watch received many get well cards of which none survived once the watch turned on them. Those poor cards were no match for the murderous rage instilled in the watch from months of exile to the kitchen table top. Eventually the outbursts were quelled through this exile. Though I think it may have changed into something more sinister that will lash out at the unsuspecting.
Just recently, some friends said that they might be able to help to bring this evil time piece back from the depths and return it to its innocent status. I hope they realize that left unattended, the watch will bring chaos, disorder, and eventually death to their hands via slow strangulation. That is something that would be tragic. In a way it would be my fault for not telling them directly of the watches tendencies. I must save them. The watch must be destroyed and left in such a state that it will never harm any hand or wrist again. Maybe by turning it into a nice pocket watch. For now I must away to save my friends from this watch, to protect the health of their hands, to end this tyranny, or have my hands die trying.
The watch MUST be stopped no matter the cost.
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