《Ch: That's what you thought》
It's been a few years since we met again, so i would like to ask you, how has life been? Are you happy, sad, angry or disappointed and wish with every moment that passes that you want to change it to something better. Well if that's the case then, move your ass off the bed or chair and get to work and change for the better because there is no time like the present to change the future and leave the past while guiding your tomorrow to a better path.
Therefore, my advise is, don't let the publics words hurt you but take them as the motivational inspiration to change your life for the better so that you can prove them either wrong/right depending on if the public's opinion is positive or not.
Leaving that aside, i am 5 years old now and to be honest, i do want to talk about what happened between when we last talked about but that will for another time, so do be patient. So, yeah, i am 5 and on my way to being the greatest swordsman ever. Not really, i just actually started and all i am supposed to be doing is carry a wooden sword everywhere, i mean everywhere.
My dad(this life's one) is adamant about carrying it on me wherever and whenever and if i don't he will use these soft balloon like things and attack me with them whenever and wherever i may be. It got annoying really fast so i gave in. What? you think you won't be as ready to give in like i did then imagine yourself taking a shower without a sword and your dad just comes in keeps hitting you with marshmallows till you go and get it. But wait, that's not all because when you are taking a dump or taking a piss, he will just show up outta nowhere and hit you with marshmallows till you go and get the sword.
If that's not all, if i sleep without the sword hanging somewhere on my body or on the bed, he will use soft water balls; Won't you also cave in, when this happens, huh, HUH? Anyways, the worst one week of my life; I like sleeping so you can guess why it is so.
Moving on, weird dreams started to pop up every now and then of which i could only make out one detail, i find myself in third person looking at myself sleep while things are happening all around me, it's weird right? So that's new, and about the magic, apparently all i could do is meditate, and all.
Magic, seems like i can only do it when i awaken so that is new information. Although, if i think about magic awakening it reminds me of this Chinese novel about this weird 3rd artificial orange juices story where they awaken these holograms of different things behind their backs, though cool and all, it stands to reason and question why are they all in some rings, food for thought may be?
Yeah, anyways, let us move on. Today's a wonderful day and oh shit, i forgot my sword back in the room and as i realize this, i duck and then move in to a roll and dodged the tennis ball coming my way. Phew, that was a close one. I sprint back to my room and search for the sword while dodging all these ... wait are those.... Spit-balls, eewww! No no no, not happening, not now not ever. MOM!!!! DAD'S THROWING SPIT-BALLS AT ME!!!
As i do this and find my sword; i see from the corner of my eyes my dad's shadow jumping and rolling and doing zigzag motions as he sped towards the woods to hide. I should tell him that mom found out about his hideout last week by a miraculous twist of fate, which had absolutely nothing to do with me and the bread and house story that we can find on a search engine back on Earth; I assure you very much it has nothing to do with me.
BOOM! A pink cloud appears from the wood and it draws my attention. Now, that has something to do with me, mwahahahaha ... take that dad; Ah! sweet revenge, can't wait to see his face when i tell him i got it all recorded. I walk out of my room and head toward the dining are while moving my hands as though i am using hand sanitizer while thinking of what sort of pranks should i do next.
After a few minutes of that, i stop since it looks weird with how i look. So anyways, one thing i can tell you is about my self is that i am handsome, hands down a 20/10, and absolutely flawless. I am not being narcissistic but that's what my mom tells me since i was apparently right about me being blind. The me who kept on thinking i could see didn't know and was naive and ignorant. Well i found out when i was 3 that i was blind and was actually seeing not the flesh but their mana selves which were quite close enough to make me mistake the two is what i was told. That it seems like the thing from ramen and puzzles is not my problem. It's not like different world can't have similarities and no i am not like that red leather wearing bat like attorney so won't be wearing anything like that anytime soon or in the foreseeable future, therefore, give that dream up kid.
I reached the dining room, and before moving any further i carefully use my sword as a stick and move it through the door and ground and nearby to see if there is any trap set here, can't be too careful with dad, i think i got this personality from him so yeah, can't be too careful about his pranks. Noting that nothing's out of place, i move in to the room and towards my chair before i turn around and go towards moms chair and sit down. Yes, you can never be too careful with dad, and yes, he would never do anything to moms chair so that's why i am sitting here. Sometime later food is brought and i eat in cute but elegant manner, i am guy damn it. So anyways, after finishing i go to wash my hands and fall down and almost hurt myself, shit, not again.
MOM! Can you please not keep putting baskets near the washing area, i keep falling in them.
Anyways, as i was saying never can be too careful with mom, she's also a joker at heart so i guess that's where my devious pranks come from. *Sigh* I do miss the Earth home, though i like this place as much as it but i just can't set over the fact that maybe my mom and dad might be devastated to find me dead or in comatose or with the mind of a baby. Yeah, can't just get rid if the possibilities, now can i?
So the situations still the same old thing where i describe unimportant things to grant myself time and .... Ouch, what the hell ... i can't see, NOOOO!
I wake up in a crib with the jug nearby, definitely the same bastard that likes using splash every single time on me. Would you give it a rest already? Sorry, you thought i am 5 but in truth i am just 2 weeks old and this was a surprise motherfucker kind of situation.
So surprise motherfucker.
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Heartless Still the prologue, Sorry....
Thanks for reading.
Finally, i have no longer the urge to full this stupid thought box completely.
I've beat the compulsion thus proving i don't have OCD but looking at how much I've written i can't help but think otherwise. But, whatever.
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