WhyIsItSoWrongToThink Differently#3

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Meeting Dallons little brother was great. He had his eyes, and brown hair. He is defiantly going to grow up to be a charmer. But I wasn't able to stay for long. On Sunday's everyone goes to church and that's when his days off are. And of course I was only aloud to be out side for five minutes and then had to sprint back. It's now the next day, and I'm laying in the back yard. It's filled with flowers and bushes, and even has a big garden. I'm not aloud to go outside alone in fear of me running away. I tried to do that once when I was five. So laying in the grass, I just stared up into the sky. When my eyes shifted over I saw Dallon biting his finger nails out of boredom. "Lay down with me Dallon. We can engulf the warmth of the sun together." He actually isn't aloud to lay down, only when told to by my Father or Mother. "I will have to ask Mr.Urie first, Brendon." I stood up and shook my head."I will. He can't pass up my asking." I march over to one of the nearest guards."Send a message to my father asking if Mr.Weekes can sit in the grass with me." The large man nods with a stern face and walks towards my Fathers throne. I walk back to my spot in the grass, but this time I close my eyes. "Dallon why is it so wrong to think differently. I mean, don't we all? So wouldn't we all be dead since we all think differently. Like when Mr.Allen had to be put on Hormonal medicine  to control his liking for other men. What is wrong with that kind of thing? Yes, they wouldn't produce more of us humans but adopting is always available." I hear a door close shut which makes me pop and eye open."Mr.Weekes may sit with you in the grass Mr.Urie. He also wanted me to remind you that Lunch will be soon." He walks off, and I motion for Dallon to sit down, and watch his long legs go 'criss cross apple sauce' as he calls it. "I don't really have a answer for that sir. I guess we all are expected to be a squirrel climbing up a tree. In reality, we all are a fish trying to do said task." I close my eyes again and take in the warmth until Dallon proposes we go inside for my lunch.

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Another update because I'm trash for my own story.~Nelly_thefangirl

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