Story #37

Balloon Head Boy squeaked. He was convinced his parents were trying to kill him. They redecorated his room as a birthday surprise: Dart boards were hung on each wall, new table saw for all his wood art projects, a "study hard" bed frame with four sharpened pencil posts... Who the fuck do they think they're fooling? But he loved them and he wanted to respect their efforts. He exhaled helium and entered. He never even saw the hummingbird feeder near his open window, nor the birds flying erratic circles around it. When he popped, it felt like spiders.