The huging monster 

There was those that site the healing power of hugging. They claim that  huging that cause people to feel better. While most would agree that there is no science behind it. What if there really was heeling properties of huging.what if huging could release some kind of energy?  What if the energy release just happened?

Joe anesley was one of those people who were affected by this energy.  When he was a young boy,he skined his knee. He ran to her mom. His mom gave him a great big hug. He could feel the wound heeling. When he checked the wound as gone. His mother though that he was just being dramertic. She had never seen the bruise. She thought it never existed. He was young and had no idea what to make of it. 

Then he got a paper cut. He hugged a teacher. The scar vanished. Some of his pychologest believe that he was needy. School officials even suspected that he might have been abused. The sate sent investigators to the home of Joe and his family to make sure nothing was going on. It was determined that the family was fine. 

He started to back off. He had to b be carefull. Then when he was in college he was in a car accident. He said to the parimetic. ,”Please give me a hug?”he said. The female perimatic was taken aback. Usually she would not do something like this. She wanted to help. She gave him a great big hug. She saw energy hit him. Suddenly he as cured.has she not see it she would never beleve it. 

He was taken to the hospital. They did tests after test. They did every test they could think of. No one could explained it. They tried it on he others in the same car as Joe. It did not work. The bugging therapy only seemed to work on him. No one knew why. That sumirsed that his make up was sligly different then most humans. Some suspected that he might be part of a sub group of humans  Perhaps a kind of homo superior of some kind.  

Joe hated the publicity. He just wanted to be left alone. He hated being the object of attention. He decided to take his own death. He then went to the other side of the country. He changed his name and everything. He even. Dyed his hair. No one suspected that he was not who he said he was. 

 He started to become addicted to hugging. He could hardly socialite hugs. Offering free hugs would be seen as weird even creepy. He decided not to do that. He started to going to support groups. He offered hugs. Hear you could get away with it. No one suspected that he  had an ulterior motive to wanting hugs. 

Everyone loved him . He was so kind. He was so attentive. ” Hey do you want to go out for coffee ?” Heather asked. “Sure!”he said. He was reluctant to get too close to any one. “I am glad your hear . I am glad to get to know you.  Heather said. “You seam really sweet! “He said. She smiled. “Thank you”she said.

Heather was a single mom. She had two kids. She had lost her husband. He had served in the military and died over seas.she was still young. While Joe had a bit of a crush on her,he did not want to to get too close to her.he did not want anyone to learn his secret. They might not understand. 

They ended up spending a lot of time together. He felt he had to end it. He takes his death again. He went to middle America this time. He decided to avoid physical contact.he suferd form withdrawal. He went up and gave someone a hug. The hug came at him. He ended up in a coma.the person he hug also had the ability. It caused a chain reaction. It shorted him out. 

He woke up after several months in a coma. He had lost his ability. Now he was a normal human. He was a mundane human. He got out of the hospital. He returned to life. He tried to adjust to his normal life. 

The end 

 Please do not try to get hugs form random people.  We do not recommend that behavior. This was a work of fiction. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s