Black and White

There was this kid I knew in high school, he was a couple of years younger than me, and he was a real piece of work. A "grade A" fuck up. He was always latching on to us at parties, trying to hang with the big boys. So we took advantage of him. We tortured him.

We would always get him hammered and make him do ridiculous things. Once, while he was so drunk he could hardly stand, we made him run his head into a fence in the backyard of the house we were at. He didn’t do this once, he did it multiple times. He would run full speed at the fence, smash head first into it, and fall into a pile on the ground. What a pile of shit. We would scream and cheer, then pick him up, dust him off, and make him do it again. We just stood around drinking, watching this moron smash his face into a fence. I don’t know how long we stood there watching, but he was half dead by the time he was done.

So, finally, after watching this idiot kill himself had lost all comedic appeal, we took him inside and sat him down on the piano bench in the living room. He could barely keep his eyes open he was so drunk and, most likely, concussed from getting beat up by the fence.He just sat there in a daze staring off in to space, while we drank and praised ourselves for what we had just made this imbecile do.

After some time of just sitting there in a stupor, he clumsily turned and placed his fingers gently on the black and white keys of the piano. This was going to be good. This genius was about to play us a tune. We all gathered around, drinks in hand, ready to watch this half dead, half-whit serenade us. He was amazing.

It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. He was incredible. He sat there, eyes closed, covered in dirt and grass, drunk out of his mind, and played us a masterpiece. I don’t think he even missed note as he sat there and quietly told us to fuck off.