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Stress, Estrangement and Comfort [Bluey]

All Heelers are their Canon age. For example, Bluey is 7 years old.

Darren Heeler is a 16 year old Blue Heeler boy, and he is just returning home from school. Unlike everydog in Brisbane who were walking with unwavering smiles, Darren just had a numb expression on his face.

School has been tough for the boy, as he has to cope doing schoolwork without feeling bad about himself. For English, he couldn't think of clever words to use for the essay, and sticked with easy words. Even then, he still scored mediocre for English. For other subjects too, no matter how hard he tried, he can't just get past a B+ grade.

He can't help but feel like a burden towards his loving family. Bandit and Chili said that they are still proud of him, no matter what he does, but he can't help but feel that was all just pity. He has had intrusive thoughts before, but this just seems to be worse.

They usually go away after a few minutes of isolation, but this time, they just want him to self-sabotage. He hated how weak-willed he is. He can't even handle a little exercise or hardworking, simply because he is tired from school. He wants to change, but his body just didn't want to.

Darren finally reaches home, and open the already unlocked door. He looked around to see that there was no one at the lower-floor, but the TV was carelessly left on. He went to switch it off, with the same numb expression, before going upstairs to where his room was.

As the entered the room, he threw his bag on the bed, and opened it to take out his Spanish textbook. Darren's Spanish has always been weak, and he wanted to work at Spanish the hardest so he could get a definite A grade, but self-sabotage is common when he tries to sit down and memorise Spanish words. He could remember some, but forget others. It was draining, to say the least.

He took a sit at his study table, and turn the book to the page of his objective. He looked though the words and translations, wrote them down in a notebook, and closes his eyes to test his work. It was the study technique that worked best for him, alas he was not the book-smart type.

"Alright... Bread is... P-Pan. Knowledge is... Co- Con... eh... Conocimientos! Then, cold is... is... Ah!" Darren slammed the table, as he opened his now watery eyes. He took the textbook to look at the Spanish word for cold.

"Oh, it's frío. I should have known that! It was such a stupidly easy word!" Darren scolded himself, as he threw the text book away from him, hitting the wall and onto the ground. It caused quite a ruckus.

Darren, not caring about whoever that might heard it, went to lay down in his bed, giving up. There was no point in trying since he is just going to do badly in everything, regardless of whether he worked hard or not. He sobbed uncontrollably as the tears made his vision double, and reflective. He rubbed his red and puffy eyes, and looked over at his room door. It hasn't been entered, so he thought that no one was here.

Not that it mattered anyway, he trained himself to cry softly so that no one would near his disgusting cry. He continued to cry for the next few minutes, when he heard small footsteps. He alertingly got up to the sound, and rubbed his eyes quickly to get rid of the tears. He recognised the footsteps belonging to his little sister, Bluey. Bingo's footsteps were softer.

It seemed like Bandit, Chili and Bingo went out for something, and left Bluey and Darren at home. Darren didn't know why, but the reason was probably on a sticky note attached to the refrigerator in the kitchen, which Darren didn't bother to check since he was tired and lost his appetite.

The door slowly creaked open, and Darren saw a little peep of Bluey's right eye, as well as her soft blue and black fur around it. Her eyes told him that she was definitely concerned about him, and Darren couldn't blame her. His act of pretending everything's fine was slowly starting to fall apart as he repressed more of his problems. He condemned himself for making Bluey worried so much. He should have spent some times with his sisters, instead of isolating himself from them.