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Date Posted: 00:13:46 03/15/03 Sat
Author: Hysteria
Subject: Reunion (Part One)

It's past one in the morning on a Saturday and Hysteria is sitting in a lawn chair at a cemetery. He thinks to himself how funny it is that there has been so much death around lately. The tombstone next to him is clearly that of his mother's and the mound of earth is still fresh. Hysteria's eyes are glazed over and there are several empty beer cans lying on the ground around him.

"You know mom, I never really knew how much I respected you until you were gone." Hysteria opens another can of beer and pours out half onto his mother's grave. He laughs, "I know you never drank, but it makes me feel a little better." Drinking the other half of the beer, he stands up and walks away from his mother's grave. There's a mist forming behind him as he walks away, and the air begins to chill slightly..."Psst..." Hysteria turns sharply after hearing the noise and sees the silhouette of a man standing a few feet behind him.."Who's there?," asks Hysteria startled..

A voice that is familiar to Hysteria, that of his father, comes from the man.." Just me son, I saw you walking away as I was coming to visit.." Hysteria walks towards his dad with a confused look on his face, while he reaches up and scratches the bandage that still covers his throat.. "You didn't even show up at the funeral...Just like you didn't show up at my first day of school, my first amateur wrestling match, my first professional wrestling match....All the things I have gone through, good or bad, you havn't been there for me...Why are you here now?"

Hysteria's father pulls a beer out of his pocket and hands it to his son, then pulls another beer out from his other pocket..He sighs.." I've let you down several times as a father, just like I let your mother down as a husband...Without her around the house, I realized that I was totally and completely alone....I drove you away by never caring, but I want you to know that I have always cared..." Hysteria clenches the unopened beer can in his fist until it explodes.."Bullshit!!!...You don't care about anything but yourself....and that's where I get my mentality from...." Hysteria sits on top of an unmarked tombstone as his father paces around, scratching his head in thought..."You made me a grandfather, so you know what it is to have children..Do you love your kids? " Hysteria nods and his father continues, "Do you show them that you love them all the time?" Hysteria shakes his head...."You are just like your old man...It's the way my father was as well....I knew he loved me, he just didn't know how to show it........It may seem a little late, but I think I can show it now...."

He takes a seat on the tombstone right next to where Hysteria is sitting.."You don't expect me to hug you now do you?," asks Hysteria.. He then punches his father in the shoulder and they laugh..."No, you don't have to hug me...Just let me take you out for a midnight snack..." Hysteria nods, then looks at his watch..."Ya know, it was midnight two hours ago..." His dad returns the favor and punches his son in the arm, saying " Don't be so anal.., and ohh yeah.....we have to talk about this wrestling of yours" They walk back they way they came, passing by the grave of a wife and mother that will never be forgotten....

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