The Grinch x Cindy Lou

Of Age

Waking up was quite a mission, especially after a night I would rather forget, yet I couldn't help but smile; I was now 18 and could legally get what I've been craving for for almost half my life.

I nervously licked my lips and hopped out of bed. I've packed my stuff the day before, too anxious for the next day and now finally going through with it was sureal.

I remembered that day like it was yesterday. I went off alone while everyone one else was busy planning their Christmas away like it was their kids funeral, every single one of them more idiotic than the next. My 8 year old self headed to that mountain, so innocent and so determined to try and include everyone on such a "festive night" by the time I got there my nose was numb along with my lips and toes and of course everyone knows the rest but when I first met him he took my breath away; no it wasn't his skin color or his smell and not even his pot belly that left me breathless it was his dingilingadong, he wasn't wearing clothes! Yeah sure most of his parts were covered by his um... hair but damn even as a kid I knew the diffrence between big and small and let. Me. Tell. You. this was bigger than martha mays (you didn't hear it from me, but I think she's hiding something under that dress of hers) I of course being the smart little brat I was didn't say a thing during our interaction. His gestures and the way he talked seemed so foreign, and it sparked curiosity in me and so I acted upon it from the moment we met until the day he decided to ignore me ....

Story time!!

It was the beginning of summer i was around 14 and he was still on his happy high or whatever you call it.
He was just a normal who not a what or.. whatever. We were friends... you could call it that....but mostly I think our "Friend ship" worked out because of my curiosity. Most of the idiots that lived in that town had no answers to my fucking questions either they were too stupid to think for themselves or to scared to answer to a kid.

Whatever it was, the only one who would actually try and/or have answers to my question was grinchy, and I in return seemed to be the only one who understood him and I was fine with that arrangement honestly.

After that School year he talked to me diffrently, I noticed it but brushed it off, I should of payed more attention But I was young and ignorant to such a simple gesture.

To sum it up He basically just decided that he would no longer talk to me that summer and I was pretty pissed the hell off. I knocked on his damn cave thing and called him and yelled, kicked and screamed trying to at least look at him or get a reaction from him.

After a couple of weeks I Gave up and just sat in my room, but was later forced outside by my parents. The rest of the summer I spent with some skinny little red head that had one of the pointiest and skinniest noses I had ever seen, but she was the only one who had the guts to try to interact with me, so... I let her stay.

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Yes hello it's me and *throws confetti* I am here to give you a very not well thought out and unedited story !11!1! (Hey at least I'm honest) Please hold the applause or the booing I don't know how I feel about this and you probably don't either but what the heck!!

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P.S. -Happy holidays and if you're like ten I hope this scars you somehow but if your into it and have been tainted by social media go right ahead I can't stop you!