Maggots

Maggots: A Rotten Boy

I was always a lazy boy. I spent hours in my bedroom playing videos games in the dark, surrounded by empty bags of Doritos and crushed mini cans of soda. I never cleaned, nor helped my mother despite how much she would complain. We avoid each other now, as she never checks up on how I'm doing. Perhaps I'm a disappointment to her, but I am content with how my life is going. I spend all day doing whatever I want without anyone to bother me. I believe there is a word for this; hedonism?

Now there is a bit of a problem. Five days ago I noticed these little oval bumps on my arms and neck, and when I would try to pop them they would deflate. I figured they were strange pimples that pop inwards. I shrugged it off. Acne is inevitable when I never shower. The most I did was take a dirty washcloth from the bathroom connected to my bedroom, and briefly wiped the area.

The next day after that, there were even more bumps, and they spread to my chest. I noticed they seemed to be spreading toward my heart. I was concerned, but never did much about it besides scratch them. What I did discover is that they moved away from my touch, disappearing under the surface to burrow into my fat. I do not know much about the body because I skipped health class in school, yet I chocked it up to some kind of chicken pox. My mom never vaccinated me for it.

On the third day, the bumps started oozing out of my skin. It itched like crazy, and burned too. It would be a raised yellow bump, kind of similar to a black head. I squeezed it as hard as I could, but not much happened. They seemed to just go back inwards instead of bursting out. This time I decided to take a shower, spending a good half an hour washing my skin. The bumps got sore after being scrubbed for that long. I hoped that it would solve the issue.

Tomorrow did not help it though. This is when things got worse. I woke up to a feeling of something squirming under my skin,combined with the feeling of it oozing out. It felt like my entire body had a faulty leak. I flicked on the bedside lamp, and reached the sheets back. I could only stare blankly at what I saw. Maggots of varying sizes squiggled out of the now gaping sores, while quivering lines of the larva formed pathways under my skin. Frantically I slapped them away, but there was massive swarm of them. My arms got tired quickly, as I am not used to moving around so much. Also my body really hurt. I thought of shouting for my mom, but she would never think anything was wrong. She would think I'm calling for her to get me McDonald's or a pizza, as of which she has been refusing to buy me lately. She said I have to get a job if I want junk food. So that means for the past week I haven't seen her at all. I would have to solve this myself.

I laid in bed most of the day, not even getting up to use the bathroom. My sheets were developing a congealed layer of squished maggots. I found a solution to killing them was to occasionally roll over, killing them beneath me. During a period where they weren't as active, I got up to put some antibacterial ointment on it. There wasn't nearly enough in the tube to cover my whole body, so I smeared it around best I could. That night I fell into a fitful sleep. I dreamed I was dying from my maggot infestation.

That leads me to now, where my dream is coming true. As I write this I do not have much time left. The maggots are nesting in my throat and chest. It is hard to breathe and my heart aches. I pinpointed the cause of the maggots. They were spawning in the rotten fast food littering the floor of my room. I must have ate the food once the eggs were laid. Now they have grown and hatched inside me, and are taking over my system.

Shit. My hand is having trouble moving. It is getting hard to see because tiny maggots are dripping out of my tear ducts. I have tried calling for my mom today. She answered from downstairs that she wouldn't help me until my room was clean. I hate cleaning, so that's that. I did bring this upon myself, and that is a shame. I really disappointed everyone.

I am getting faint. I think I will rest my head on this desk. If I wake up, I might clean my room.