The Bass The River Monologue

Sadly, I can connect to the narrator’s creepy crush. When I was in middle school, I had the biggest crush on a neighborhood boy. I guess you could have called me a low-key stalker similar to the main character in “The Bass, the River, and Sheila Mante”. The narrator had a very creepy and awkward crush on his attractive neighbor. He hid in the bushes during a party her family was having to watch her. He did everything in his power to get the girl to notice him by showing off his swimming and diving skills even if there was the just slightest chance she was paying attention. The boy would also watch Sheila in her bathing suit at the pool, admiring her figure. We can tell that his crush was both creepy and awkward because of the fact that he barely
I would rollerblade past his house with my dog everyday. Not only was it everyday, but four times a day. I had constructed a complicated path around my neighborhood that allowed be to pass his home multiple times, hoping he might glance out his window and notice me. I would also make several appearances at his locker every day at school. Now keep in mind that this boy’s locker was nowhere near mine. It was located in the specialist hallway on the opposite side of the school! Yet somehow I managed to walk down that entire hallway and arrive to class early during every single passing time. We also had a snapstreak meaning that we snapchatted at least once a day. He had basketball practice everyday after school and when he would drive home he would pass my house because we lived near each other. When he would snapchat me a picture of him in his car after practice, I would immediately go outside and play basketball (which I was absolutely awful at) in my driveway or complete lots of handstands in hopes of impressing him. Now I know you are probably thinking that I was the creepiest kid ever, but you have to give me some