9:35 am
My first name is Theodore . I live in Brixham, Devon with my four sisters and Dad. I'm 17 years old, weigh 126 pounds and am 5'10. I have dark yellow eyes that look almost brown, but you wouldn't tell unless you're that close to me. I'm off to college in the next two years and I plan to major in Food & Nutrition, because I know how to grill a mean steak. When I was 7 I fell off my bike head first and got a huge bleeding gash in my neck. After a visit to the doctor's, I had to wear a neck brace and it hurt to talk, laugh or swallow. Now I still wear bandages around my neck from time to time, but at least I can do everything else.
It's usually very cold where I live, so if I was going to go out today, I had better gear up. I put on a plain yellow shirt that said nya~ in bold letters at the back of it. My black and white joggers, and a ring on my Thomas finger. I also couldn't forget to put on matching yellow bandages on my neck.
I left my room and went down the stairs and past my dad's room. I could smell someone cooking in the kitchen so I went to investigate. One of the twins -Sia- was frying some bacon and stacking it up on a plate. Unfortunately her back was turned to said plate and so I helped myself to a handful of it. I stuffed it into my pocket and exited the building, grinning like an idiot.
I rolled my skateboard out of the garage and began leisurely riding it down the street. From time to time I'd take a piece of bacon and chew on it. I'm so happy today for some reason. I've got some food in my pocket and the wind is as cold as ever. What could ever be wrong about this day?
10:45 am
Well.....
Things took a turn for the worst, I'll say. I had rolled into the park and was tossing rocks into the lake like some pick me child when I started feeling drip drops of rain sliding down my face.
Long story short, now I'm in one of the bench/verandahs in the park, snacking on my bacon while it rains cats and dogs around me. I'm just silently cursing myself now. On the plus side I'm fucking shivering right now and I'm so pleased about it too. Not in a weird way though. I wish I'd worn shoes, or at least some socks because now my toes are freezing up and it hurts.
"Uuuuuuuuurgh.", I groan out loud, and bang my fist against the wooden floor. Yeah I'm on the floor now. I can lay down arms wide open and legs spread out waiting for someone to f-
11:00 am
The rain has now died down and I can finally hear myself breathe again. I'm back to being the happiest kid alive. I slowly walk out of the verandah and pick up my skateboard. There's barely anyone in the park anymore and it's really quiet. I trudge onwards, finding my way out of the park and hearing the disgusting squelch of mud and wet grass under my bare feet. It also feels disgusting too.
I come across some people on my path. A little boy and girl, rooting around in the grass for something. I clear my throat and they both look up at me. I smile a non-threatening smile at them.
"Want some bacon?", I ask.
They look at me, confused. I huff and roll my eyes. "Here. Bacon.", I say, pulling some out and rolling it up into their hands. I pat the boy on his head and continue on my way.
I'm fed up with the pocket bacon so I just keep offering it to random strangers. I'm almost out now, and it's almost time for me to go home. I consider eating it myself when I hear footsteps next to me. There's a dude stomping around in the grass as if he's trying to kill something. I yell at him to get his attention.
"SIR!!". He looks a little older than me so I was being respectful is all. He whips his head towards me and cocks it in silent question.
"Bacon. Do you want some? It's my last one y'know, so limited edition." I wave the strip of fat in front of me and he stands up straighter, probably considering my offer. He then sighs in defeat and takes it from me.
"Thanks." he mumbles.
"No problem", I reply. and continue on my way home.
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