Piña Colada

Piña Colada

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Throughout my childhood, my dad and I used to play this game where we brainstorm some ideas (most of them so silly that mom would eventually scold us for being psychotic) in which the world becomes a better place. One time, we divided the universe into two categories: The Pear Community, and the Piña Coladas. People who belong to the Pear Community are totally normal. They live their life regularly, eat meals every day, and socialize with others on a daily basis. But dad used to joke about them, saying that they act like zombies (minus the brain-sucking, of course). Their emotions are stable. Too stable, actually, that they could substitute for zombies: blank, with faces as hard as stones. The other sort, the one my dad proudly claimed that I belong in, is the 'Piña Coladas'. These people are rare. And, to some extent, dangerous. You won't be capable of identifying them just by looking at them. These people are highly complex. Mentally and Emotionally. They feel things with much more intensity, tending to magnify everything around them 10 times more than things really are. .. I was so little when my dad made this list. It had been long buried since he died. But now, as I pack my suitcase that will take me away from my bitter past, I realize that this theory, which my dad and I named: The Pear-Colada Theory, would be the most important gear I'd ever need. It's just a small, insignificant headstart, but I'll carry on with it, like a precious family heirloom that passed down to me. Over the years, I've made mistakes. Lots of them. And I need a chance to start over. But first, I'll require a well-planned scheme to get started. Cover by the super-talented: @Letterbyowl
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"Who's there," I can't breath. I'm always looking over my shoulder ever since- I can't think about the now. I have to run but where, back to Jake? No I can't, everything is different now. He's supposed to be here to protect me, because if the got me... blood smears the pages of the passed. "Sapphire!" I hear him call. "Coal!" I reach out to touch him only for him to be yanked just out of my reach. I hear the wolves in the distance howling at the beautiful moon. I need his touch again. I need to know I'm safe. The only safe place anymore is pressed against him under the sheets. "Coal!" I call out again. ---I can hear her. She's here somewhere I know it. I can smell her sent threw the thick of the woods. "Sapphire!" I call out, but my call is lost in the night. I have to protect her. I have to save one, just one. Maybe that will be enough to clean the blood off my tainted skin. What if they get her? She'll... Change... I look up at the moon, could she not have heard my howls? Of course she did. She always did. I can hear the other wolves in the forest. Soon I too would be engulfed by the beast. Unable to control myself, unable to predict the beasts next move. Only she could tame the beast inside me. Why be afraid of the monster under the bed when you should be afraid of the one lying next to you under the sheets.--- I keep quiet in the deep dark night. Watching her waiting for her to come back to me. I wait for him to slip up just long enough for me to swoop in and take her. It's only a matter of time. I wait for him to turn into that hideous beast. The beast that only comes out in the light of the moon. The beast that feeds of the insentient. I have to find her,to make her perfect, at least that's what they tell me. They tell me she'll be perfect and she will be mine. She will be the beginning of a new ere the ere of the beast. Everyone has secrets. Everyone lies. Everyone cries. Everyone dies. 2 view points, Coal and Sapphire. Mature! All rights reserved! Thank you!

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