Get ready for the latest installment of Five Little Voices, because the plot thickens from here on out. I've got a whole lot of weirdness coming up in the next few chapters, so please review so I know how much you think about my new angle.
Chapter 6
*Are you ready Joy? Aye aye Captain! I can't hear yoo! AYE AYE CAPTAIN! Oooh!*
Hey friends, it's me again, back to continue our adventure of a lifetime (Get it? We're narrating Harry's life? No? Tough crowd)! Anyway, Anger quickly discussed all the happy fun times we've had with our friends when we were nine, and from the time we were seven to ten, we had a decent amount of this wonderful feeling called happiness (one of my guilty pleasure I know, I just can't help myself!), and although sometimes it was Anger or Sadness taking the wheel, we managed to keep ourselves upbeat and fantastic as much as we could.
But you know how Disgust and Anger talked about our mum going away for treatment? Well, it happened again, and it broke me, and along with it, Harry's heart. The social services and the police came and everything to take us away from our mother, and her off to the hospital so she could be treated once again for her condition. How could I, the embodiment of happiness, cope with that? I can tell you now that I didn't. In fact, for a while, I even fled headquarters and wandered aimlessly through the mind, walking nowhere in particular, not caring where I ended up. I know I should have stayed behind to help Harry get past it and feel happy about things, but I can't change the way I behaved in the past, and now I live with that.
But my journey enabled me to come back to the jolly Joy you know today. I met all sorts of funny characters, including Jelly Turkey, oh he was so cool, he went gobble gobble gobble, and when he did, he wobble wobble wobbled *cracks up laughing*. Jelly Turkey was kind of an imaginary friend for Harry a couple of years back, but he didn't really last that long unfortunately. We did have a Club Penguin account with the same name back in year 4 when it was cool, but that's as much as Harry can remember. Oh, and another favourite of mine was the Shrek area in Harry's Imagination Land, boy was that fun.
Yet this wasn't how I recovered from my depression (Don't ask how Joy can become sad, I didn't read the mind manuals). The way I came back to my life was a pure coincidence and when I feel down nowadays, I always think back to the moment I met Serenity. A calm loving soul, full of plenty of witty yet thought provoking proverbs and mysticism beyond anyone's expectations. When I first came across Serenity, Serenity lived by the stream of consciousness, with his little stone cabin right by the waters. A breeze blew across the surface and it was blowing hard, almost knocking me off my feet, but I held my ground. I had been travelling for what seemed like months, I had lost my way down here and I hadn't eaten for a while, so when I found Serenity's Lodgings I was over the moon.
"Is anyone home?" I shouted, but I got no reply, so I walked inside. Now, I know what you must be thinking, you walked into somebody's home without permission? The horror! I wasn't thinking straight and if I was the way I am now, I would totally not have done it, but I was desperate for somewhere to go during the night time. As I looked around the place, I found a whole lot of spiritual stuff like dream catchers and Hanukkah candles, heck, even a bible, and I spoke to myself,
"Whoever lives here must really care about his faith, that's really nice."
"Yes, I think so too. You must be Joy, I've heard wonderful things about you, and I'm glad we get to meet at last, though I think it's time we had a chat, don't you?" And, little did I know it, that was how I met Serenity.