OZZY
Make it
Make it there’s this guy. And this guy’s dad is dying – everybody says so. And even though he never really got on with his dad he goes to the hospital every day. Because that’s what you do.
And he even tells people that he’s trying to help his dad. He tells people…he tells this one person, that he’s making up stories in the hope that these stories will bring him back to life. His dad was a writer see. This guy’s not a writer. This guy’s nothing. But he tells her that he hopes the stories will help.
But it wasn’t really true. In his heart…
See. In his heart he hopes the dad’ll die. Because it’s awful living with him. The fact that his dad is dying makes living – just simple day to day living – impossible. And he can’t stand it anymore.
So he wishes him away. Secretly. Whisper, whispered it, in his heart. And he tells the stories because he knows his dad will hate it. Absolutely hate it. He’ll hate hearing every dumb word coming from this guy’s mouth. And the wish is, that he’ll hate it so much that eventually he’ll give up and go.
But that wish, that tiny black, bad, bad, wish, can’t stay hidden. It can’t. It grows into a heart where the whole world can see it. A broken heart. And that broken heart slowly fills with his dad’s cancer.
He takes the cancer from his father. Takes the death from him. That’s what he gets. And it serves him right.
This guy’s had it coming.