Firewall

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It was frustrating that he couldn't blink away the blurriness. No matter how hard he squinted the green object wouldn't reveal its figure to him. Despite that, he had somehow found it in the grass; it's somewhat round yet flat shape standing out against the thin slivers of much darker green. It both intrigued and infuriated him at the same time. He desperately wanted to know what it was, but even bringing it to the tip of his nose didn't help. He gritted his teeth and threw it to the ground, officially giving up "hhhhyyaaaaa!!" he hollered as he stomped it into the grass, his voice, among other things, had not yet matured even though the viciousness of his actions suggested otherwise. He glared down at the indentation he had made in the grass, a shadow being cast into it so he could see the foot shaped dent even with his poor vision. He couldn't even see the round thing anymore, for it had been smashed and hidden by the shadows. He stood there for a bit before wandering off, losing interest like all children eventually did.

He found a place beneath the brown blur which had been once pointed out as something called a "thhhrreeeeeee" to sit. His small hands eventually found the surface of the thhhrreeeeeee, and he couldn't help but pick at the rough skin that protected it. It felt interesting, but once again, he was frustrated that he couldn't see the details which made it so cool. He began tearing at the skin, ripping off strips and letting them fall lifelessly to the ground.

He squealed as two hands much larger than his own suddenly scooped him up from under his small arms, an almost cooing voice coming from behind him as he was carried off. He squirmed slightly, frustrated once again that his hearing was just as flawed as his vision. He started speaking gibberish, the only sounds he had learned to utter up till then, hoping they could tell that he wanted to be put down.

Indeed he was put down, but only when they were inside. He frowned, sputtering crossly as he was placed in the oddly shaped soft prison like structure he had grown so familiar with. He grew too loath it, its soft bowl like shape reaching so high he couldn't climb out. After a pat on the head, and a blur of purple, the hands withdrew and the light went out.

He tried to reach up and grab the edges, but they were just out of reach. Like always. He grumpily sat down, crossing his arms and glaring at his feet in the darkness. While he was indeed tired, he hated the fact that he had to leave the outside; it was boring. Yet as time went on the darkness began to take its soothing effect on him. He hated giving up but like every day, the darkness ironically awoke the exhaustion that had been pushed aside for the entire day.

Waking up had to be the worst thing. It was one of the reasons why he didn't want to go to sleep in the first place. The light always turned on right over his head; startling him as well as hurting his eyes to the point of making them water. This morning in particular was one of his worse days. He frantically rubbed at his eyes as he was picked up, blubbering like an idiot as he was taken away.

He grumbled, closing his eyes as he waited to be put down in the grass like usual. He waited for a bit before looking back up, confused as to why it was taking so long, and he flinched as the grass he had played in every day flashed right by. He blinked rapidly before beginning to freak out. He had never been anywhere but that soft prison and the grass, and the thought of leaving both of them behind terrified him. His routine had been broken, and he had no idea why.

He tried to get out from their arms, yet despite their gentle touch they had a surprisingly strong grip. Eventually, he gave up and buried his face into their shoulder and long hair, whimpering out of fear as they officially left his comfort zone. After a while, they stopped, and he was shifted around so he wasn't hiding in their purple blur of hair and now facing out. He went still as he saw someone else in front of him. He had never interacted with someone else besides the purple haired person, he hadn't known someone else besides them and the other kids even existed. He shivered, intimidated and afraid as this tall person reached forward and took hold of him. The exchange of seemingly cheerful words were muffled to him, much like every other noise was, and almost immediately he was being carried off by this person he had never met before. He cried out and tried to get back to the purple blur, but they were already gone.