WalMart Faeries: American Draw

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated story of a man and his daughter who find magical detective-work at any given WalMart and wonder about American distance(s).

A story about WalMart American spirit(s) and superstitions about faeries in this post-9/11 era of consumerism rhetoric(s), inspired loosely by FairyTale: A True Story.

DISCLAIMER: I have no official ties to WalMart or its employees/branches and present this as a symbolic work of consumerism imagination(s) for American distancing.

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Americans cared about the flowery of media-driven consumerism and entertainment-arena aesthetics and therefore imprinted such interest(s) onto traffic activities and shopping and fanfare.

This is how WalMart became so iconic/reflective of the American consciousness. It boasted a shopper's haven for convenience-driven living and social imagination(s). You walk in, find just about anything/everything, see a plethora or cross-section of consumer traffic, and walk out simply feeling...American. This is simply secured capitalism in Western civilization!

You just don't know who'd be at a given WalMart on any given Sunday. Right before your NFL-Sunday game for TV-viewing(s), you might hop over to a WalMart and pick up some roasted chicken, macaroni salad, or dishwashing-liquid or some football t-shirts! You can find anything/everything at a WalMart...that's American life (really).

My name's Amlan Satan. I've been going to WalMart with my daughter Ezzy every Sunday morning before football games which come on at about 1pm during the September-January month(s). I consider myself a WalMart 'regular' of consumerism flows.

However it's not just the roasted chicken or batteries that I go to WalMart for with my beloved Algerian-American daughter Ezzy. In fact, we'd go there every Sunday for pre-football shopping to also perform a rather 'unusual' activity for that given morning --- we search for faeries (tiny winged humanoids with mystical messages of luck or warnings!). In fact, Ezzy and I believe a WalMart (on any given Sunday) might 'host' a team of disguised faeries pretending to be shopping to celebrate the American dream(s), faeries disguised as regular shoppers, whom Ezzy and I try to 'spot' and identify as 'faerie-humans' in disguise. Ezzy even brings her notebook and crayon(s).

I honestly believe that I saw a female faerie-human at a WalMart on one given Sunday with my daughter Ezzy. She'd been trying a product after purchasing it, convinced there'd be special 'joy' celebrating the excellence of the reliable good/product right inside the store. It had to be a faerie sending us all the message that American shopping on 'market-day' was safe-secure-sane in this post-9/11 era of rebounding capitalism/commerce/traffic!

Then, my daughter (Ezzy) believed she'd spotted a 'team' of faeries, disguised as a shopping mom with her three darling/gorgeous American children (youth!). This was a high-mark for Ezzy's personal/private investigation(s). I agreed with her. They had to be faeries in disguise! This is America.

I then spotted a strange WalMart manager on Halloween wearing a brown-paper bag mask, and obviously it had to be a Halloween-season costume for comedy, but then I honestly wondered if this 'clever-man' was perhaps (arguably) a faerie in disguise! Why'd he do such a thing at a WalMart unless he wanted to deliver a 'funny' message about peculiar American life or distancing?

EZZY: I want that Pizzazz (Misfits) fashion-doll, daddy...for Halloween (it looks like a faerie!).

So, this Halloween season, I got Ezzy (my beloved daughter) that Pizzazz fashion-doll as well as a set of crystal balls so she'd be able to 'daydream' that the doll was a faerie-in-disguise and that she'd find other 'patriot-shoppers' on a given Sunday at WalMart and indulge her imagination about pure American convenience...and safeties. God bless America.

With all the security cameras now at any given WalMart, you'd wonder what a faerie recorded on video/camera would look like; you might wonder if the faerie would be translated on video/camera as an actual 'winged' creature! There's adequate security inside these WalMart shopping-centers, and it reminds you of London Bridge or something, yeah.

After getting Ezzy (my daughter) that Pizzazz (Misfits) fashion-doll from a WalMart one Halloween, I started watching Jem (Fox-TV) cartoons with her to cheer on the antiheroine Pizzazz, a 'Devil's Advocate' of capitalism and American rock-music, and started thinking, "This fictional woman is certainly some kind of 'dollar' faerie...walking American life!"

I purchased a vintage 1990s electronic boom-box on eBay and then compared it to a similar stereo-set I purchased at a WalMart for Christmastime. I pretended that a faerie would persuade me that the WalMart brand was superior or somehow more American.

EZZY: I believe one day I'll see a movie-star or real-life faerie at a WalMart and make a drawing or picture of her/him!

Maybe there's no such thing as faeries. Maybe. However, they surely make us feel better about the quality of post-9/11 era traffic optimism. We don't want to think about terrorism and fear on any given Sunday in this gorgeous America. We'd rather daydream about the existence of real-life faeries. Ezzy and I believe. We're Americans. We believe in faeries!