Learning how to be human again

The beginning

     At least the moment you have all been waiting for!

     It's been a while sense the children had gone missing but the news said. 'The show must go on" and so circus baby!s pizza world was reopened. It seems to be more popular then before. Maybe because teens were going hoping to see some paranormal activity and bring there siblings along as an excuse to be there. I'm not judging them. It's one of the reasons I'm going today. That and my little brother adores the place. Well he's never been there but he already says he loves it so why not. It's actually pretty funny, he says he's brave and wants to go but the moment an animatronic says 'hi' or takes a step in his direction he runs and hides. He's so cute. And me? I'm a teenager obsessed with horror. Some call me a morbid child and maybe there right. I also find it difficult to smile sometimes. Some people blame it on teenager depression and say I'll get over it. One, depression is not something you can just 'get over' and two, I don't think that is it. It's more like a stage of content. Not depressed but not exactly happy. I'm also an introvert with major social anxiety. Unless I know you I can't say a single word. Unless they talk to me first. It's rude not the respond. I just never start the conversation and end it rather quickly. Moving on. Today we are going to circus baby's pizza world.

"You sure?"
"YES!"
"You scared?"
"NO!"
"You gonna have fun?"
"YES!"
"Can you stop yelling?"
"NO!" My little brother shouted louder exploding into a fit of giggles. I laugh a little too ruffling his hair. His name is Ben but because of his childish demeanor e call him Benny. He's too innocent for this world and ever sense we lost mom I'm all he has. Amin,y because dad is always busy, but today is his day off and he agreed to take us to the pizzeria.

"Come on kids. I'd like time to relax." Dad groaned playfully. He knows how much we have all been waiting for this opportunity to spend time with him. And he was too. He's hoping to 'make up for lost time'. Can he really make up the lost time with his 16 year-old daughter and 8-year old son in one day?

The car ride there was buzzing with conversation. A.k.a dad and Benny taking, and saying random things and me occasionally popping in just to be ignored. As I said before contentment. Not happy not sad, living not dead just......there. I sigh heavily glancing out the window. We were almost there.

"You kids ready?" Dad asked cheerfully parking the car.

"YES!" guess who? We went inside and I immediately stumbled back getting hit with the smell of pizza, soda, omit, rustic metal, and a buzzing headache with the sudden scene change. I rubbed my temples trying to lessen the headache. Benny tugged on my shirt with worry in his eyes.

"You ok?" He said as quietly as possible. Which sounded like a normal inside voice to other people.. I smiled down at him.

"I'm alright. Just got a little light headed for a second there." The eyes take in way more information the the brain can handle so in result to this information overload the vision blurs and you get a dizzying headache. Don't believe me? Look it up. I looked around surprised at how big the place was. When It first opened we had mom. Dad was too busy and mom hated robots so this is the first time I've stepped foot in this place. But when dad didn't have work we went to fredbears and mom always complained.

"I don't like having something around that you know is smarter than you and can still carry an normal conversation. It unnatural!" Was her only excuse for not liking them. At fredbears I loved hanging around fredbear, the yellow bear. I'm just a puppy when I comes to affection and fredbear was soft. What's that mean? It means I like a good scratch on the head sometimes......and that fredbear was soft, and fluffy. Meanwhile Benny made friends with a boy named billy who also hid under the tables. Back to the present, I sat down at a table in circus baby's auditorium wondering what mom would say if she was here.