Glitter In The Park

How It All Started - Part One

     I do not know exactly why I woke up in this dark, egg smelling, vehicle that is moving with an X-box in here (<--- I don't know if or if not this ties --->), but I promise you I didn't take that adorable bracelet that probably costs 1-1000000 dollars. YAH

     I'll briefly explain what happened and how, it all happened a couple of days ago. *looks up at wretched, dirty ceiling while harmonic music is playing*

     * looks down once again* I also hate any type of jewelry, but I do love little, tiny stud earings to match my little, tiny ears and I always wonder if penguins have knees. I do like sparkly things and patellas though.

     This, is my everyday life. It includes all splashes of colors, potatoes, jeeps, leggings, tennis shoes, French Sassaroni's, 1,000,000 comfortable onesies, sweatpants, loose shirts, turtles, MUSIC, suspenders, randomness, shorts, basketballs, narwhals, an abstract soul, one thousand colored pencils, pineapples, a lot of sketchbooks, volleyballs, THEATRICS, curly hair, and a side of fries with chicken nuggets(I once did that at a drive thru, it ended up pretty well..........kinda, not really, at all)! WARNING: THIS STORY GETS VERY BORING, PART TWO WILL BE WAY MORE AWESOME *looks back up*

                                                         Day # One

     I woke up in my room filled with colors ranging from green to blue to purple with unicorns, pineapples, narwhals, turtles, and suspenders all over the place, waiting for breakfast to be cooked by my brother (he's an amazing cook, by the way).

     It's only us since we are awesome like that, and he hates everything in my room. He promised me he would burn all of my belongings one day.

     Back to the topic; I slid down the railings of the way to long to fall down staircase and took a seat in front of the Patrick shaped pancakes asking "Is mayonnaise an instrument?"

     I answered, yes, in a subtle manner before chowing down, saying sorry to Spongebob while cleaning my plate. Seems I don't have good manners.

     My brother and I then went to the park to just run around and get fresh air because apparently, the air I breathe is "too glittery and rainbowy and that I'll get pneumonia,"

     It's fair because he breathes way too much darkness, I don't even know how his soul could manage that.

     As I was climbing a tree to admire the beauty of nature and all the dogs around, I saw a glint in the corner of my eye.

     As curious as I am, I played hot and cold with myself to find it and saw a bottle of genuine glitter that had a magical touch which, of course, attracted me to take it.

     I went to a store to buy myself a narwhal tee so that I could add the glitter to it's horn to make it boo-ti-fool.

     I then found a sticky note attached to the inside specifically quoting, "Go back to the park and find the swing with the pineapple at the bottom, then dig in the sand directly underneath two swings north to that."

     I was thinking that Seth (brother) set this up because he knows that I'm probably the only one in the entire universe that most likely loves unicorns, besides my bestest friend by the name of Anna.

    I don't think he's that nice though, don't get me wrong, he is nice, some of the time.

     It took a turn for the worse because I saw a really tall and lank man come looking in the exact bush I found the glitter in.

     The person that assigned them that job must've put that note in the shirt I just bought probably because almost no one would buy that 'ugly' (awesome) of a shirt.

     I frantically went to hide behind a tree, so they wouldn't see the glitter and shirt in my arms, but being as clumsy as I am, I ran into the tree and got knocked out.

     I didn't even get to see what was under the swing. Man, I'm a curious kid... who's knocked out... in the park... by a tree... nothing depressing about that. Seth's probably laughing hysterically right now. Now I'm even more depressed.

     When in doubt, sing it out. " I sing it out, I sing it out, the doubter's gonna doubt doubt doubt doubt doubt, and the actor's gonna act act act act act, baby I'm just gonna jump jump jump jump jump, I jump rope, I jump rope."

     That... is my way of singing a Taylor Swift song without copyright infringement.

     I'm still unconscious on the ground, but I don't know if I'm singing it
out loud. He most likely just went home without me by now.

                                                             Day Two

     I just woke up in what looks like my room, but all black and white. I start to get freaked out and run around the whole house looking for colors with my arms flailing around everywhere. I can't seem to find Seth and I'm in 100% freak out mode.

     If you didn't know, the only thing that calms me down in freak out mode is any type of food. I look in the fridge, but I can't find any leftovers, I ate it all!

     I then do the worm and dance around looking for food. When I can't find any, I start eating my couch. As you can see, I'm an idiot.

     I stayed in that mode for what felt like an eternity until I saw the glitter and shirt I had yesterday. Those are the only things I see that aren't dull. They have boo-ti-fool colors shining all over the place as I wonder who I am because the shirt is way too small for me when it is my exact size.

     I look in the mirror and see Seth's reflection with a flabbergasted look on his face (technically my face).

     That is when I realized that we must've switched our eyes and brains because I also saw that the eyes I'm using right now have a magical and rainbowy touch (mine). I'm just wondering why I see black and white if I have my own eyes.

     Seth must've left me in the park while taking the glitter and shirt from me and switched our brains somehow. I always wonder if he's a witch using dark magic. Now I'm sure he is.

     I took the glitter and shirt back to the park before it opened to find my body lay sprawling on the ground in front of a tree with a dent in it. Gee, I must have a hard head.

     Before anyone got there, I decided to look under the swing to see what was hiding. Now I feel like I'm playing hide and seek with clues.

     I then dig under the swing to find a boo-ti-fool bracelet sitting there, waiting for someone to use it.

     It just stayed there eerily speaking, " Wear me and I will give you my special offerings including: Faux fur, an axe, ruby slippers, straw, and a yellow brick road!"

     Now that just reminded me of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, I just couldn't refuse it! Why an axe though? Can't I just have metal? Faux fur?!? Poor lion =(

     I slung the band around my wrist and I suddenly, everything fell back to normal, 'normal'.

     I woke up, got up, saw colors everywhere, and danced around for what felt like forever....... before I got knocked out again by a brick.

     There was a splash of yellow before I fell, so I'm guessing that I got knocked out by the yellow brick road, FLYING BRICKS.

     The park reopened and that one man who was looking for the glitter probably suspected Seth and I took it, so they might've shoved us into this disgusting caravan-like object.

          THAT'S HOW I'M HERE IN THIS wonderful VAN RANTING ON ABOUT NARWHALS DOIN THE BOOGEY ON LAND.