Simon looked extremely frustrated. But, I really couldn't measure his
frustration. If Simon had been able to talk to me, I probably would have
known.
If he was any more frustrated then I was, no, he couldn't be more upset then me. No one could. And no one ever would.
" How mad are you?" I asked absent-mindedly.
" I'm so mad, no one could be madder then me." Simon answered truthfully.
" Me too. Why did she have to leave us then?"
" I don't know." Simon answered again.
" Oh. Me neither." I mumbled. My curse had made me act like a fool twice in one night.
To calm myself, I put myself in Simon's shoes. He couldn't even talk at all, unless someone had asked him a question he could answer truthfully.
Simon gestured that we go back outside. I nodded and he pulled my head onto his shoulder.
Simon could be awfully sweet. Sometimes even sweeter then Mandy, but only occasionally. Like he was being then, all comforting and understanding.
I was more fluttery and pompous, no; pompous was too strong of a word. So was selfish. Maybe, self-centered. But I still had room in my heart for others.
Simon cared nothing about himself unless it made someone feel better.
But, Simon was a very complicated person. No one really understood him, not even Mom or Mandy, and they normally understood everyone.
Suddenly, I felt extremely sorry for Simon. He was bottled up inside, separate from the world and lonely. Silently, I vowed to be kinder to Simon. Later, reflecting back on this vow, I would cry.
Once we were outside, the first thing I noticed was that Dad was suspended in mid air. Then, I saw Mom unconscious, and Belinda laughing wickedly, and that Mandy was stuck up in a tree.
I could feel Simon stiffen at my side in fear. I pushed away from him and ran out to help Dad and Mom and Mandy.
I shook Mom's shoulder until her eyes flew open. My hands ached from shaking her.
Then, I ran over to Mandy and tried to get her down. I couldn't reach, but Simon was tall enough.
I yelled at him to come over and help me, but then I realized that when I had shoved him aside, he had fallen into the arms of Belinda's little helpers. Goblins. Simon was fighting them with all of his might, but there were too many for him.
" TORLIN!" he screamed at the top of his lungs and fainted.
I jumped up and yanked Mandy out of the tree. Then, I quickly ran to help Simon. I kicked a Goblin so hard, it died on the spot. The rest of then ran away, fearing the same fate as their fellow.
Simon only had a few cuts on his forehead, I figured he would be fine if I left him to help Dad.
If he was any more frustrated then I was, no, he couldn't be more upset then me. No one could. And no one ever would.
" How mad are you?" I asked absent-mindedly.
" I'm so mad, no one could be madder then me." Simon answered truthfully.
" Me too. Why did she have to leave us then?"
" I don't know." Simon answered again.
" Oh. Me neither." I mumbled. My curse had made me act like a fool twice in one night.
To calm myself, I put myself in Simon's shoes. He couldn't even talk at all, unless someone had asked him a question he could answer truthfully.
Simon gestured that we go back outside. I nodded and he pulled my head onto his shoulder.
Simon could be awfully sweet. Sometimes even sweeter then Mandy, but only occasionally. Like he was being then, all comforting and understanding.
I was more fluttery and pompous, no; pompous was too strong of a word. So was selfish. Maybe, self-centered. But I still had room in my heart for others.
Simon cared nothing about himself unless it made someone feel better.
But, Simon was a very complicated person. No one really understood him, not even Mom or Mandy, and they normally understood everyone.
Suddenly, I felt extremely sorry for Simon. He was bottled up inside, separate from the world and lonely. Silently, I vowed to be kinder to Simon. Later, reflecting back on this vow, I would cry.
Once we were outside, the first thing I noticed was that Dad was suspended in mid air. Then, I saw Mom unconscious, and Belinda laughing wickedly, and that Mandy was stuck up in a tree.
I could feel Simon stiffen at my side in fear. I pushed away from him and ran out to help Dad and Mom and Mandy.
I shook Mom's shoulder until her eyes flew open. My hands ached from shaking her.
Then, I ran over to Mandy and tried to get her down. I couldn't reach, but Simon was tall enough.
I yelled at him to come over and help me, but then I realized that when I had shoved him aside, he had fallen into the arms of Belinda's little helpers. Goblins. Simon was fighting them with all of his might, but there were too many for him.
" TORLIN!" he screamed at the top of his lungs and fainted.
I jumped up and yanked Mandy out of the tree. Then, I quickly ran to help Simon. I kicked a Goblin so hard, it died on the spot. The rest of then ran away, fearing the same fate as their fellow.
Simon only had a few cuts on his forehead, I figured he would be fine if I left him to help Dad.