Phil the Pigeon

Chapter 5: Trauma

Phil did not know what to do. He had always believed that his internet friends were real, and he was sure that most of them were, but "mariomasta420" had really made him rethink everything. Although he knew that some of his friends were real, because he had talked with them, he began doubting that some of his other friends were true. He began thinking, and got a crazy idea: maybe, if he tried hard enough, he would be able to get real friends, and not just online friends.

Phil decided that the only way to find out was to start trying.

But Phil soon realized that it was a lot harder than he thought.

Making friends? Oh, no, that's not what Phil was thinking. He would have no trouble with that. But, getting out of bed? That was another story. He was just so comfortable. The only way he had been able to get up and out of bed the day before was the thought that he would be able to meet his internet friends. That was completely out of the question now. Today, he was stuck; comfortable, AND afraid that he would be raped by a 60 year old stalker. Both of which did not seem very pleasant. However, in the end, the need for friendship was too strong, and he, not got up, but rolled out of bed.

He rolled along the floor until he reached the door. He hit his head on the corner of the door, winced, but kept rolling. He fell down the stairs, but kept on rolling. He rolled all the way to the park, before he fainted because he was so tired.

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"Wha— what?" He awoke in a strange place. Where am I? Phil though wearily. He rolled around until he could finally sit up, and looked around. "Hello?" he said weakly. He was beginning to get scared. He got a better look of his surroundings, and realized that he was in a big van! He noticed that the inside of the van was pretty empty, except for some rope, and a strange white powder that had spilled all over the ground. Is that powdered sugar? Phil thought. He dipped his finger in it, and took a bite. Immediately his mouth went numb, and he began getting woozy. He could not explain the feeling; it felt like he was flying, but sinking down to the center of the earth. His vision began to fadeeee.

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He woke up for the third time that day, only he was still in the van. He felt very strange, like he could fly if he really tried too. He looked around, his vision blurred. "Wha-what?" He did not know what was going on.

"Oh Phil. Silly silly Phil." The voice came from right behind him. Phil spun around, only to see....

MARIOMASTA420!!!!!!!!!!!!

Even though Phil was REALLY messed up, he could understand that this was very bad. He screamed at the top of his lungs, and ran in circles. Mariomasta420 laughed, and watched the pitiful sight of a 13 year old pigeon running in circles while high. It was quite entertaining. However, mariomasta420 was so enthralled by the sight, that he stopped paying attention to the road, and the car went off the road.