The Suicidal Stoplight

Alright so I know I haven't been on in a while but I have been writing a bit and I have a bunch of ideas! This was one I had when I was thinking of an essay that I edited for a friend of mine! So here is "The Suicidal Stoplight"!



Red green yellow. Red green yellow. That's my life. Make the people go, make them slow down, make them stop. That's all I do everyday. Who is that over there, you ask? That's Steve. He is the opposite of me. When he stops, I go. When he goes, I stop. I have to pay close attention to his moves so I know when to make my moves. If I go at the wrong time, those people down there get hurt. I also have to be sure that I don't go even when he is yellow. I have to be sure to wait because those people seem to speed up when either of us is yellow so that's when we have to be extra careful. It is my job to make sure nothing gets hurt. Lately, though, I haven been growing tired of my job. People sit in their machines and yell at me when I take too long to turn green or they yell at me if I turn red too quickly. I don't know what to do to make these people happy. I try to make the red shorter or the green longer, but then Steve gets angry because I'm not following the schedule. We have to go at specific times to stick to the schedule; there is a traffic schedule and a no-traffic schedule. It's different for every hour of every day. Even with this difference it gets tedious with just red green yellow... Red green yellow. With people making those faces. How can I make everyone happy? I just can't do it! Even Steve gets angry with me. What do these people want from me? Can't everyone just be happy? I can't deal with this anymore. I want to go on my own schedule, I don't have to listen to Steve! Green! Red! Now yellow! Now I'm just going to stay yellow for 5 minutes, see what that does! Now red again! Ha take that! Look at those two suckers crash into each other. That's what they get for looking at me with their ugly faces! For being angry with me all the time. It isn't my fault if you are late or in a bad mood so don't take it out on me! Screw you guys. I can't take this anymore! That's it... Red green red green red green red green red green. Ahhh finally a machine oming straight for me... This should end me once and for all. Yes he hit me with the side of his car! Perfect! Oh I think I'm falling over...over.. And I'm down! I feel my mind slowly shutting down, my lights turning off for the last time... I'm... Going....... Good bye all you ugly peop.... Gone.


A month later

Ahhh good morning world! Wait... Steve? Is that Steve? No... Why am I here? I died... my brain turned off, I fell over... I was done with this life! Why me....? Why.....? Red... Green... Yellow...