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 Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2018 8:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2018 9:40 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's Bedroom
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Reggie & Max
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Saying Goodbye
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is really hard
Eion grinned a little bit when he said he'd fit in with their oddball family. It would be good, since he didn't even really fit in with his birth family. He offered to let Eion stand with him while they did paperwork, but he didn't really want to do that. He mentioned packing and a playroom, which confused the boy. Just where did they live that could have a playroom? Did that mean they were loaded? Were they just adopting him as like... a charitable good deed thing? He bit his lip, wanting to tell Reggie and Max that he was being adopted. He never really thought he'd go before they did. Then again, Reggie had bigger fish on his plate now, and Max had another friend here... that Finney kid, or whatever his name was.
Suddenly, the man mentioned telling his friends, and Eion vaguely wondered if he'd read his mind. Maybe it'd be better if he told Reggie and Max, rather than letting the grown ups do his dirty work. He looked up at the blonde, then back down at his feet. "I gotta tell 'em... but maybe alone. You can go do papers with Luke, and I'm gonna go find 'em." But what should he say? He'd only ever had to tell his mom goodbye, but it was in a room full of angry child services guys. Now he had to say goodbye to his best friends. He walked into the room they all shared, spotting Max and Reggie. Reggie, it seemed was just waking up, which was probably going to make Eion seem like a jerk. "Hey guys, hold onto your eyeballs, I got some news." He offered up his most mischievous grin, then followed his words. "I'm movin' out. Some guy decided to adopt me. So now I'm only gonna have one brother, insteada you two. But... I'm really gonna miss you guys." He said the last line, voice cracking a bit. He felt tears well up in his good eye, but tried not to cry so his friends wouldn't be sad.
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. As ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴs ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
Nᴏᴡ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ, I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛ. I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜰᴛ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ, ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ sᴏ I ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ... Oʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ. Tᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ I ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ
Tʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪɢʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟs, "Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ sᴏᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. Sᴏ ʙᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ."
𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻!
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2018 11:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2018 1:03 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's Bedroom
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Reggie & Max
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Saying Goodbye
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is really hard
Eion gave Max a small little wave when greeted, but after he shared his news, the others reacting in ways he didn't quite expect. Reggie was happy for him, which was normal, he was always happy. Max, on the other hand seemed sad. Eion hugged them both, a frown set on his face. He was excited to step out in the world, but that meant he had to leave his best friends behind. Wouldn't they hate him forever if he left? They both offered to visit, which made him feel good inside. They both were going to miss him that badly? "As guys, you know I'll come visit. We're best friends, I've got to. Or maybe if they're cool I can have you guys over to party." He grinned, hugging them both again. It was going to be hard to pack up and say goodbye, but the blonde guy was probably waiting on him. He stepped over to his bed area and set his stuff together, tears running down his cheek.
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. As ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴs ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
Nᴏᴡ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ, I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛ. I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜰᴛ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ, ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ sᴏ I ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ... Oʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ. Tᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ I ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ
Tʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪɢʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟs, "Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ sᴏᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. Sᴏ ʙᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ."
𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻!
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2018 10:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2018 9:54 am
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's Bedroom
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Reggie & Max
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Saying Goodbye
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is really hard
Eion looked a bit confused when Reggie hurried to tell him not to close his suitcase. He hadn't forgotten anything, right? Suddenly, he was being presented with Patch, who was Reggie's stuffed bunny. Eion remembered the other boy cuddling with it before he'd been bitten. Perhaps the bunny was cursed (at least, that's what he was going to tell people). "He's not too ratty. He's just perfect. Plus, I need a patchy-up bunny to take on my adventures!" He wrapped Reggie in yet another hug, looking over at Max when he said it was something to remember them by. "Pft, like I could ever forget you two goobers! I'll come visit before you know it!" He grinned brightly, pulling Max into a hug as well. He was going to miss those two, though he couldn't say he'd miss Wool's as a whole. He set Patch carefully in his suitcase, then snapped the latches. He didn't know how much longer he had before the grownups came to get him, but he didn't want them to have to search either. "G'bye guys. I'll make sure to write! And once you guys get adopted, don't forget to remember me too!" He grinned, then tugged his suitcase along behind him in search of Emeric.
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. As ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴs ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
Nᴏᴡ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ, I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛ. I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜰᴛ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ, ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ sᴏ I ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ... Oʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ. Tᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ I ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ
Tʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪɢʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟs, "Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ sᴏᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. Sᴏ ʙᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ."
𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻!
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2018 8:03 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Outside Wool's
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Emeric & Seweryna
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Saying Goodbye
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This is really hard
Eion looked up at Emeric, wondering if the paperwork and boring stuff was almost done. He wiped his eye on his sleeve, trying to appear like he hadn't been crying. "Yea, I'm ready. I've got my bag here too." He gestured lamely at the bag beside him, thinking it pretty obvious that it was his. The man took his bag and loaded it in a car, and Eion shuffled slowly after. He absolutely hated living at the orphanage... so why was it so hard to leave?
He walked outside, shivering a bit in the chilly winter wind. When Emeric said he was getting a wave, the boy turned in place. He spotted his friends in the window and waved back, lip trembling as he tried his best not to cry. He never, ever could have imagined it would be so hard to say goodbye. He wiped away a stray tear on his sleeve, then sighed as he climbed into the car to begin his brand new life.
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. As ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴs ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
Nᴏᴡ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ, I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛ. I'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜰᴛ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ, ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ sᴏ I ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ... Oʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ
Sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɢʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ. Tᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
Wɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ I ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ
Tʜᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪɢʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟs, "Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ.
Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ sᴏᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. Sᴏ ʙᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ. Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ."
𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻!
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 6:19 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's - Orphanage
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Not Sure
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hiding and Watching
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wanna go home
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Uneasy
Simon was very unhappy to be here. He didn't like all the noise and chaos that came with this place, and he really didn't like how messy the others all seemed to be. He was used to picking up after himself and Declan, sometimes mama, but never so many people. He just wanted to go home, but since his mama hadn't come back, he felt like he'd be here forever. He was lucky his mama had left a letter with him, because he didn't want to talk to any of these people.
What was worse than the messes was his terror at getting in trouble. He wasn't ever supposed to show off his colors, but it was annoying to wear a hat inside. He wandered to the living room area where a few others were playing, but he just stood back, his blanket trailing behind him. His hair turned a minty green, eyes flicking through colors before settling on a soft violet. He shuffled a bit, not sure what to do with himself. Normally right now he'd be helping his mama make lunch, but here he was just stuck outside his routine in a place he didn't know.
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 7:32 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's - Orphanage
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Not Sure
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hiding and Watching
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wanna go home
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Shy
Simon watched one of the older kids put away coloring supplies and grab a wolf stuffie. The younger boy watched him, wondering what toys he was going to play with. Instead, he walked over and introduced himself. Oh boy. Simon didn't much like talking to new people. Hair turning a pastel blue, he stepped back a bit, bumping into the corner walls. He looked over his shoulder at the offending wall. He was not used to being bombarded with questions. Carefully, he nodded, watching the boy. That answered one question. He was new. But how long had the other boy been here? He was older, and if he hadn't gone home with his mama, would Simon ever get to leave? He hugged the corner of his blanket that was in hand, the rest still pooled around his sock-clad feet.
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 9:54 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Wool's - Orphanage
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Reggie
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hiding and Watching
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wanna go home
xxxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴍʏ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Mᴏᴏᴅ? Curious
Simon nodded when Reggie said it was loud. He did also say no one was mean, which was reassuring to the toddler. He was asked if he wanted to play cars, and he nodded again, this time a bit more. A small smile crept upon his lips, the boy's eyes shifting to be a neon green and a deep indigo. When told he could play with "Moon Buddy" Simon figured it was Reggie's wolf stuffie's name. He grinned a bit more, reaching out a tiny hand to pat the wolf atop his very soft head. That was about when he noticed his fingertips turning greenish. Oh boy. Quickly, he jerked his hand away, pressing it to his chest and covering it with his other hand, which was still clutching his blanket. He blinked down, a small frown settling on his lips as the color lazily curled up his arm. What if his mama saw? She'd be so upset!
I'ʟʟ ᴅɪssᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴜʀs ɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ,
I ᴡɪʟʟ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪɴᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ.
Dɪᴢᴢʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ ʟɪʟʏ ᴘɪɴᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴅs ᴛᴏᴏ ꜰʟᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʟɪɴᴋ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴘᴀʀᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ.
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙɪᴇs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.
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