蟑螂 / Cockroach

现在，剩下的时间已经不多了。躺在病床上（唉，这哪里是什么病床嘛，垃圾道一隅而已，散发着阵阵的恶臭），回想自己的一生，不禁潸然泪下。从小家境贫寒，记忆中从来没有父亲，小的时候，每每问起，妈妈总是支支吾吾，后来长大一点才明白，原来一次爸爸出去打食，打回好多美味，好几天没吃过饱饭的他，美滋滋地大快朵颐了一番，哪想到那竟是主人家下的蟑螂饵，吃到一半他便一命呜呼了。幸亏那天妈妈不舒服，没怎么吃，才逃过了一劫。然而无论她怎么拼命努力，也无法养活一家人，就这样，兄弟姐妹们陆陆续续地要么饿死，要么被人打死，最后只剩下我和妈妈两人了。于是我便只能在孤独和贫困中度过了自己的童年。每每看到那些打扮得漂漂亮亮的小朋友，由家长领着，逛公园，下饭馆，真是羡慕极了，发誓来世再也不要做蟑螂啦。
长大后，生活仍未见好转，咋可能好转呢？都说过了，小时候家里穷，当然不可能有钱读书啦，不怕您见笑，俺连自己的名字也不认识嘞。可难道这是俺的过错么？俺曾经也偷偷躲在教室里想学点东西，可是差点没被打死，从此只好放弃了那个念头。自此以后，什么下水道啦，垃圾道啦便成了家。人们总嫌弃俺又脏又臭，可怎么能不脏不臭呢？如果俺也可以住进Hilton, 喷一身Chanel，当然不可能臭啦，可钱从哪儿来呢？这里要郑重声明，没钱不等于俺不勤劳，相反蟑螂是世界上最勤劳的一族之一，只是这个世界太不平等了，再加上高薪工作全要靠关系，今天的广告上还提到厦门公安局要找一名洗菜女，条件是大学毕业（中文系或新闻系），相貌姣好，身高在1.60m以上。没办法，只能凑合着混吧。
俺也喜欢美女，又一次，看到一群美女，个个年轻，身材魔鬼，常常的头发散发着阵阵香气，俺看得入了神。突然其中的一个美眉尖叫起来:“蟑螂啊。”仿佛见到了鬼，不，似乎比看见鬼还可怕。她们顿时慌了手脚，而俺不幸地被其中的一个美眉踩断了一只脚，从此成了残废。
这以后，生活便更加艰难了。经常是饱一顿，饿一顿的，真是受够了。加上现在吃错了东西，不停地拉肚子，还发着高烧，已经好几天了，没钱看病，已经奄奄一息了。这是我忽然看到了已故的爸爸妈妈，他们穿着高级的衣服，微笑地向我走来，说要带我去一个快乐的地方，那里没有疾病，没有忧伤，再也没有贫困，更不会饿肚子。太好了，你们来得正是时候，等等我，我马上到，马上。。。

Now my days are numbered. Lying on my death 'bed' (ay, it's not at all a bed, but just a corner by a rubbish chute with a foul smell), thinking of my past, tears can not be controlled. I was from a poor family, and there was no father in my memory. Each time when I asked about him, mama always faltered. I found out the truth after I became a teen. One time, he brought back lots of food after his routine hunting. But who would have known that these 'delicacies' were the chemicals that the house owner had left there in order to kill us. Our family was desperate and had endured a severe food shortage at that time. That was the only time he could ever 'enjoy' a 'gourmet' meal. He died half way while he was swallowing his meal. Mama was lucky. She was not feeling well, therefore she didn't eat much. Since then, we became poorer. No matter how hard she worked, it was not enough to feed the whole family. Lots of my siblings died of hunger. Some were killed. In the end only myself and mama remained. I spent my childhood in severe poverty and loneliness. I would always envy those kids whose parents could afford to dress them nicely and take them to parks and restaurants. I swear that in the next life I will never want to become a cockroach again.
After I had grown up, our life still remained the same. How could we change? Just now I have already mentioned that we were extremely poor when I was young. My parents had no money to send me to school. I did not even know how to write my name. But was that my fault? I also secretly hid inside the classroom and tried to learn something more. But then I was almost beaten to death. After such a narrow escape I gave up and since then have made the streets my home, beside the drains and garbage bins. People always complain that I smell bad. How can I be good? If I could stay at the Hilton and wear Chanel fragrance, of course I would not smell bad. But where on earth will the money come from? Let me declare here that although I’m poor, it doesn’t mean that I’m also lazy. In fact, according to the scientific research, we have proof, that the cockroach is one the most hardworking species in the world. But this is such an unfair world and it depends entirely on having the right connections to find highly paid jobs. There is a vacancy in today’s classified section seeking a female to work as a cleaner for the Xiamen Police department. Even that position requires a university graduate (degree in Chinese language or media), who must be good looking as well as being taller than 160cm. Ay, what can I do? Just let it be.
I also like beautiful girls. There was one time, I saw a crowd of beautiful girls. They were very young, attractive and smelled sooo good. I was fascinated. Suddenly there’s one of them screamed “Cockroach..”.They saw me as if seeing a ghost. No, even worse than that. They were in a great panic and one of them stepped on my leg. Since then, I have been permanently crippled.
After that incident, my life became more difficult. Often I do not have enough to eat. Now I really have had enough. I recently ate some contaminated food which caused me to have non-stop diarrhea and high fever. I have no money to see a doctor. I can do nothing besides lying on this death bed. Suddenly I can see my parents who passed away a long time ago. They are walking towards me with the sweetest smile. They are wearing fancy clothes. They tell that they will bring me to a wonderful place where there’s no sickness, no worries, no poverty, no hunger. Great! It’s just the right time. Wait for me. I’m coming immediately, immediately….