hypno_was_here
a scary looking bug is in a classroom, it’s leg broken and wing torn, with people screaming and screaming around it. i pick it up gently and cup it from the world, walking it into the green bedding and placing it gently, whispering words only it can hear. i do this because one day i hope when i am hurt and look scary to the world, someone bigger than me scoops me into their hands and whispers to me, “you are gentle, it’s okay it’s okay, you are gentle” and places me down with care