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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“The Hidden World Within”
Everyone has their own world, existing deep inside
Some try to escape it, and some stay in and hide.
Populated by secrets, lies, and all that you regret
Things you won’t ever tell anyone but can’t ever forget
Towering peaks and deep valleys, growing as each day is new
Continents of memories, everything that makes you, You.
No two worlds are the same, each one is unique.
And no matter how much you share, others only get a peek.
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“The Video Phone”
She can sense him there on the other end of the feed, not picking up, pretending he’s not home… too cowardly to face her, to explain himself.
Sitting in his dark, dirty, pathetic apartment, just staring at her flashing pixelated image as the shrill ringing fills his tiny room… She doesn’t care how long it takes, she’s going to make him deal with this. He has to stare at her face on the video phone, and know she’s not defeated. And he will feel that shame, and he will know. He’ll know.
All of the lies, the secrets, he can’t just hide from it. His excuses, the flimsy rationalization… he can fool himself with that nonsense, but she won’t give him that satisfaction. He doesn’t get to have that.
She knows he’s there, staring at her, trying to think up some new lie to spin. Some way to get out of this.
The feed disconnects once more, and her reflection looks back at her upon the dark, empty monitor. Waiting just long enough so he can think it’s over, she types in his number, stares back at the screen, and calls again.
Posted 3/2/2013
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Harry Mathers stares into his newborn baby’s bright wide eyes, and it suddenly hits him— he’s really a father. This baby is alive because he made him, the baby is HIS responsiblity… a living and breathing actual HUMAN! It’s such a strange feeling.
But at the same time, it honestly feels like he’s been preparing for this day his entire life.
And now that the baby is here, he just can’t wait to fill it’s tiny head up with lies.
Oooh but which lie to make the kid believe first?! They have to be the sort of lie that can’t be easily disproven… like, if he tells the kid that Spain was discovered by Mexican explorers in 1983, the kid can just open an encyclopedia and realize it’s not true and then the whole scam is ruined.
And there has to be healthy doses of truth mixed in with the lies, just to make it all the more confusing and convincing. If he tells NOTHING but lies to the child, that will easily be figured out as well. The happy medium must be found!
Maybe he can start a blog listing and discussing the lies, so him and other dads have a nice online resource to research and compare…
Should he focus first on outlandish guilt-based lies, to see how far he can take it? Maybe tell the kid that when they cry, the tears streaming down their face is actually their soul leaking out and if they cry too much they will die? And that hurricanes and cancer are caused by the kid not going to bed on time?
Or perhaps a more subtle long-term lie, like “I believe in you and you can be anything you want to be in life”. Once the kid realizes that isn’t true, it’ll be truly soul crushing.
Man, which to choose first?! Arrrrrrgh this is harder than he expected!
Posted 11/3/2011
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John Bennett spent all of his years faking he cared
His tastes and his opinions were just lies he shared
He hid his true self from his friends, family, and wife
Twenty-four hours a day, living the counterfeit life.
He was never discovered; t’was the perfect crime.
Even now that he’s gone and has run out of time
No one ever knew the real him, they were all misled
Now he smirks in his grave, happy to be dead.
He got away with it all! And he can only laugh
At what people said at the funeral, upon his behalf.
“Those fools! Those schmucks! How stupid can they be?
I’ve indubitably tricked them into thinking they knew me!”
His memory will live on, but the memory is a lie
The only real thing about him is that he really did die.
Posted 9/6/2011
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