Journey into the weird

the diary of Rationality

It had taken so much from us and we just wanted to be united again. But it said we were safer inside. That way no one could hurt us, even if it meant they couldn't see us either. I remember the first time that we were told to stay inside was a cold day. So very cold. I seem to be the only one who thinks it was cold now though, the rest of them have started to think it was simply a bit chilly but I know better. It was cold and the breaking of bone was even colder, the snap that we all felt in our very being along with the warmth that pooled at our legs.it was voted that we should scream and cry out of fear, but in the end we sat there in the snow as the adults fussed over us and called the respective people to get us to a hospital. We just sat there saying we wanted to go back to ice skating, that it was no big deal. When the doctors came into our room hours later and tried to ask us why we seemed so sad, that wing of the great hall screamed out its answer, but that answer was never told, we were forced to simply shrug and say that we didn't really care. When someone came to try and makes friends with us at our room in the center, they were told to go away by means of the cold shoulder when inside we had wanted to cheer and laugh at our good fortune. Staring at the ceiling in the night there was a temptation to throw our blanket across the room. To claw at our hair and kick at the walls. But we lay there staring at the ceiling wishing with all of our might that something would snap us back to normal. No one wanted him to be in charge, out of all of us he was always deemed the most unfit to rule, as the head of the controls were passed back and forth with each situation, he had only been in charge once. The emotion that had ignored his brothers and sisters in the hall of fear, defied the hall of sadness, as of now almost killed off the hall of joy, and put a lock on the hall of anger and thrown away the key. The one emotion we all hate to feel was in charge, the feeling of indifference.

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