I am a Nobody.
You can't imagine how long it took me to be able to say those words, even to myself. They say we cannot feel, but when I hear that one word, it hurts me.
Everyone in the castle copes with it differently. Some are angry, some are remorseful, some do not care. We all feel, but we don't. As I sit in my room and look at the pictures I have drawn, I think a lot on the word. Nobody.
I wish I wasn't so hurt and scared.
I wish I could be stronger.
I wish I was, if only a little bit, more like her.
Larxene.
I have to admit, I am somewhat afraid of her. Her violent tendencies make her rough around the edges but, she doesn't seem afraid of anything. I guess you could say I admire her too. She is so unlike me, small, vulnerable, childish. Sometimes she comes into my room and watches me. I sit at the white table littered with crayons and paper and she stands behind me and leans against the wall. It gets uncomfortable at times, her cold green eyes can be felt boring holes into me.
Like they are right now.
My hand is shaking as I set down a red crayon and pick up the green. I know the rest of my body is trembling and it worsens as I hear her laugh a little.
"I'm not that scary, am I?" I wish she wouldn't treat me like a child. Other than her amused giggle at my silence, the room is deathly quiet. As she walks up behind me, every step echoes tenfold and I can't breath right. I swallow my nerves when her hands touch my shoulders and I feel her whisper in my hair.
"Are you frightened yet?"
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I don't know where this idea came from, but I'm gonna run with it for now. Reviews are my Monster energy drink.
-MVSB