Invincible Johnny Wembley

Good morning, Mr. Burns! Do you still remember me? I'm Wendi Sue, one of the tellers at the Bank of Monty. You've withdrawn money many times through me. I'd like to sit beside you for a while. I hope that you wouldn't mind.

What a lovely bouquet of roses you brought for your wife! They are so pretty in red. You are as sweet as ever. I have a dozen white roses too. Johnny gave it to me yesterday. I like them white... so much like them white indeed.

You probably have met Johnny,...Johnny Wembley. He lives in one of the buildings by the pier. I feel sad for him, he live alone in a half-done building. Actually, he was the one who found me floating in the water. He was also the one who informed the police about me.

I've tried to tell the police how I ended up floating in the water, that someone shot me on the head and then threw me into the water. But I couldn't get their attention. They ignored me as if I don't really exist.

I've been ignored so many times, you know! It's only Johnny who has a heart to come and tell stories and things. I am really glad that he does. It keeps me from losing my sanity. Heaven knows how many times that I almost lost it.

I still haven't told Johnny who shot me on the head and threw me into the water. I simply couldn't. Though many days have passed, the thought of it still squeezes my heart so tightly and makes me breathe so painfully. The bastard shot me on the head... I can't believe he could do such a horrible thing to me.

Hmmp... anyway, Johnny is quite a strange man. He said he howls at the moon whenever it is full. He said it makes him invincible. Everyday, he told me, this cruel world would torment him with all kinds of pain and misery. But he does not despair. He knows that the moon will surely come with all its glory to wash all his troubles away. Then, he'll again be ready to face this crazy world. He said he has nothing else to live for but the moon.

I must say, he is a very fortunate man. He has laid his hope on something that will never fail him. The full moon will always come to meet him. Invincible indeed he is. He is so not like me. I once laid my hopes and dreams on someone who ... hmmp.

Johnny said the moon is gonna be full tonight. I've decided that I am going to howl too, uh... and I'm feeling so exited!

You are leaving Mr. Burns? You don't seem to notice my presence too. I can understand. Your wife has just died and your are still so filled with the grief. I saw you wipe some tears from your eyes. 'Till we meet again, Mr. Burns!

Oh dear! The undertaker is drunk again¦ and it's barely half past morning. Maybe I should join him singing. Mmm mmm hmmm... what's for the day after?

I'm hiding my secrets into the night;
Can't you see me digging?
What prey will the early birds be catching,
If the worms are all under my skin?

I'm shooting my thought into the night;
Can't you see me grinning?
Which side of me will the morning see,
If I have lost my sanity?

When nights are cold and long and lonely;
Blinding my eyes, chilling my body;
Alone in the dark, I sit and I ponder;
What's for the day after?

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