Marty the Lizard Boy
Marty was obsessed with lizards. No, not dinosaurs, not dragons, just those tiny, four-legged, slithering things.
I don’t know when or why it started. One day, out of nowhere, lizards were all he talked about.
Marty was an odd kid, one who didn’t seem to fit in, and who was always interested in the most random things. He was also big, tall, almost too tall for his age. At the same time, however, he was a bit slow, shy and reserved. You could’ve called him a gentle giant, if he wouldn’t have been a fourteen-year-old boy.
I thought this lizard thing would be over soon enough. Marty was always quick to get excited about something, but after only a couple of weeks, he’d have moved on.
This lizard thing was different. He didn’t just like them; he grew obsessed with them.
We’d have to do a presentation in class and could choose our own topic? Lizards. We’d each put together our own little website during IT class? Marty’s would be about lizards. Even on Halloween, he turned up in a life-sized lizard costume.
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