Calm Time with Ya Boy

Calm Time with Ya Boy

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A short boy sitting on top of a plant-like hover-orb smiled softly and waved at you. "Hi there, crumb. I am Cookie! Feel free to call me anything you like." You nodded, acknowledging his statement. "Okay... Hello, Cookie. I am [n]. What is this place?" He giggled like a child, his navy blue hair falling into his face. "You're in a special place. A place where writers exist." He replied. "Writers?" You echoed and he nodded, "Yupperoni! This is an invisible layer in the whole cake. Like a.. A secret layer of sugar-free icing your parents slipped in. It contains three groups; The writers, the readers, and the middies! You're on the writer's side, when you should be on the reader's side!" He stopped and sighed, doing a complete 180 on his planet-thingy. He beckoned for you to follow and you did. Then, suddenly, he stopped and grabbed your arm. "Hey! What're you-" You shouted but he interrupted you and threw you through some sort of liquid wall. "Have fun!~" He called before everything became a blur.
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PROLOGUE A small boy lies curled up in his bed, trying to hide himself. The screams and shouts of his parents echoed throughout the empty, cold house. A small toddler girl, snuggled in his arms, fusses in her sleep. A loud crash, followed by a cry of pain, makes the boy flinch and tear up. He pulls the baby girl close and covers his ears. 'Dad is hurting mom again' The boy cries softly, so as not to be heard, weeping at the unfairness of the world. Hours later, his bedroom door opens, and a soft hand touches his cheek. "Ian, my baby boy, I've got to go for a while, ok?" A woman's voice calls softly. The boy sits up, wiping his tears. "How long will you be gone?" The boy sniffles. "Mom is going to live with Uncle Sam for a while, just so she can make dad's company bigger. Make sure you take good care of Naomi. Don't forget to clean up after yourself, and get good grades in school." The boy's mother ruffles his hair and kisses him on the cheek. "I love you buddy. I'll be back in a few years. I know that sounds like a long time but, I'll be back before you know it. I just have to make dad happy." The boy nods, refusing to cry. 'I have to protect Naomi. I'm alone now.' the boy thinks to himself, determined. His mother stands up and walks away, her feet softly padding down the hallway.

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