He's Different

2. Scared?

Nymyxell: How are you guys?

Koro: Could be better, my brother shit his pants. Mom is yelling at the boy.

DeezBoats: Poor kid.

Koro: Yeah, he's in the midst of potty training, sadly, he finds it funny every time he craps on himself.

FishStix: Maybe he needs some Fishstix.

Nymyxell: ....

Koro: Fish, go away you bucket of piss.

FishStix: Aww, that hurts my feelings boo

Nymyxell: This is making me cringe.

FishStix: Sorry Nyny, ily 2.

Koro: You know, kiri isn't going to be happy hearing that a sly fish is hitting on his child.

Nymyxell: I'm not his child.

FishStix: But he treats you with so much care, it's actually quite cute.

Koro: Agreed.

DeezBoats: I also find their little relationship quite adorable.

FishStix: See, even the dumbass boat agrees.

Nymyxell: Y'all are weird.

DeezBoats: I'm not weird.

Koro: Says the one with "DeezBoats" as their username. What are you, 10?

DeezBoats: No, I'm 10.5356, get it right bitch.

FishStix: I swear every time I log on, I lose brain cells just by watching you two fat lards tear each others throats out.

Koro: Fish, you're the dumbest one here, don't act like you've got brain cells.

Nymyxell: Well, I'm out. Got school tomorrow. Cya!

Koro: Night night Xelly

FishStix: Goodnight my Nybear!!

DeezBoats: Night Nyny

With that, I logged out. I truly did love my online friends. They were definitely different, but I liked it. They teased each other in a rude way, but of course, none of them took it to heart.

I shuffled in my bed, sometimes I wondered what it would be like to run away. I knew I wouldn't survive a day without my mom, but still, the feeling of freedom sounded so appealing. I knew my fears would intensify though, if I did run away, I would need to finds means of shelter, food, I would definitely need a job. Being some weird cave girl was not an intention.

I listened to the rumble of the wind outside, a storm was scheduled for later in the night, and I had an odd urge to stay up and listen to it. I never thought of a storm just being bad weather, I imagined it as a humans feelings. I feel as if, every day, God selects a person everyday to represent the weather, and based on that persons feelings, that would be how the weather acts.

If that makes any sense...

Today, I think the weather is represented by a girl who just got dumped by her crush. At first, the girl is heartbroken, it was only natural. But as time goes on, anger builds up. He gave her signs that he liked her, you know, the playful nudges, winks, getting all touchy feely. She grew more and more frustrated with how things turned out. She slung her belongings across her room, she kicked chairs and threw the sheets from off her bed. But after a while, she realized she was overreacting, and calmed down.