Arnold

Arnold watched television all day every day, he hadn't had a job for
a few years and was past caring now, now all he cared about was who
would win the regional final of watercolour challenge or who would be
the next celebrity on Ready, Steady Cook. His life was one of non
existence but he didn't realise it. Then one day as he was settling in
for an episode of Quincy the TV started making a strange buzzing sound.
Arnold ignored it and hummed along to the Quincy signature tune, daaa,
da, da, da&;#8230;da, da&;#8230; d, daa,da. Then BANG, just as
quincy looked cheesily down at all the new recruits who had fainted at
their first autopsy, the television exploded. Arnold took the full
force of the explosion which forced him backwards over the couch. The
TV tinged and beeped and then went silent. The windows of Arnold's
front room were blown out and Mrs Draper phoned the ambulance from next
door. Arnold just lay there unconscious.

Six weeks later Arnold left the hospital, he had been operated on twice
and now been given a clean bill of health. Arnold went home, his
parents were waiting at his house where they had repaired the windows
and fed the cat, which was not even scratched in the explosion.
Arnold's mum stood at the door step with a big smile on her face as
Arnold approached. "We've got a surprise for you, Arnold." Arnold
smiled back and asked what it was. "Come and see." Said his mother.
Inside where the old TV had stood, was a new TV bigger than the last
one, and with a huge menacingly flat screen. Arnold shrieked out. "Get
it away from me, get it away!" Arnold's mum tried to calm him down, but
he was hysterical, eventually Arnold's dad took the TV away. Arnold
relaxed immediately.

That was three years ago, and Arnold hasn't watched TV since the
explosion, now he listens to the radio and reads, his favourite reading
material is the TV guide but he likes to fall asleep listening to the
radio.