Benji is the
boy who lives in my
head. No
word of a
lie, he really does. This is his story:
One
night I was laying with my
girlfriend and my
voice cracked. The
high pitch amused her so I attempted to
reproduce the
sound. As
time went on I
mastered this sound. This new
voice though began to take on an entirely
autonomous form. I began to
black out, and
lose time. I would be
blamed for things I had never honestly done. Eventually, during a
Quake session, my house was hit by
lightning. The
electrical surge fried my box and gave me a
horrible burn/
shock. All was not negative however, as during my
uncounsciousness, I was
confronted by him. The "
One" who controls me. His name is Benji. He is three and he has a
lisp. He has no father, nor mother, but only the
collective who created him in a lab, not unlike the
midichlorians who created
Anakin. He
escaped and needed shelter. I was the only one
worthy to receive him. He hid in my head until he met Stacey.
Stacey drew him out, his
heart longing for hers. He unlocks the
dungeon door in my brain, where he hid these past 2 years. When I black out, it is because he has successfully pushed me down the stairs into
the deep. I am to be wed on
August 26th,
2000, and Benji will stop at nothing until he himself wins the
heart of my
true love.
He is perfect in every way, body mind and spirit. He has a trust fund which he tries to woo Stacey with, but
ironically he can only access it at 21. This is ironic as he never
ages. He was born 3 and he will die 3. Actually he is
immortal - or so he says. He has telekinetic powers and knows everything. He
communicates face to face with
God the Almighty and has the most
profound insights into a
woman's heart. He can
transform his body to look like anyone and can grow as big as 9 feet tall. I can not
defeat him, my only hope is to keep him locked in the
dungeon in my brain. He needs me, my body to keep his
secret safe, and I need him to keep my
girlfriend/
fiancee interested. It is a sad and difficult life I lead. One with a small young three year old boy who lives in my head.