Maybe it was from the sea. Like those grainy old movies Dad and her watched. The ones with the big lizard guy who had glassy cartoon cat eyes and barfed blue slushie at tanks until they went boom.
How did that song go, from those movies? Like…dump a da, dump a da, dadada…dada…nah, that wasn’t it.
Anyway, maybe it didn’t come from the sea. It wasn’t wet, and it didn’t really look like a lizard. It kinda looked like a monkey. Gorilla. But made of like, rocks. But not like normal rocks, like meteor rocks. Only not on fire.
Maybe it had come from space. That’d kinda make sense, cause of how she first saw it.
Well, first she heard it. Like…wooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, like a bomb in a cartoon. You had to look up, if only to go “gulp” before the boom turned you into like, burnt stuff and eyeballs. I mean, that’s how that kind of thing goes in cartoons. Even if she didn’t want to be burnt stuff and eyeballs.
Anyway, she did look up, cause you had to, and that’s when she saw it coming down.
Black speck getting bigger from the sky, getting arms and legs and then closer and closer and she closed her eyes and
She kinda heard it and kinda felt it, like the drums at the school orchestra things but like, a lot lot bigger. She opened her eyes and saw sand kinda spraying in the air. She glanced down and saw that she was still, like, sitting in the sandbox? Only it was like, flying.
She didn’t notice the big rock space monkey grabbing her until he did it. And it was like, woosh, like a ride, and then it stopped, and she had to sit or probably trip and fall and get caught again.
She sat there, thinking about it now, and realized that if he hadn’t grabbed her, she’d have fallen. And like, she was higher than the jungle gym, so she would’ve probably broken all her legs and like, have to wear a big cast all over. And her brother would write stupid things on it, because he was like, eighty million kinds of a jerk face dork.
She was really grateful to the big rock monkey for not letting her brother write stupid stuff on her cast.
Up close, the rock monkey felt like rubber space rocks. She was kinda sitting on one of the lumps, because there wasn’t really a flat spot.
She could see the clouds from up here.
Oh! Oh yeah! She remembered how the big lizard song went.
DUMP DUMP DUMP! DUMP DUMP DUMP! DADADADA DUMP DUMP DUMP!
She whistled it (really loud) on the shoulder of her space rock monkey as it stomped over the world.