Rylee Hunter D9 WIP

Rylee Hunter D9 WIP Oct 29, 2013 14:55:33 GMT -5

Post by d11a tsiuri dermott ☕ minie on Oct 29, 2013 14:55:33 GMT -5

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R Y L E E

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If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I would roll out of bed in the morning
and throw on what I want and go

I look out of my bedroom window and how the rain pours down and hits the ground with a splash. I sometimes wonder why mommy never let's me go out in the rain. It can't be that the fact that rain hurts. I know rain doesn't hurt, I learned that in school when I asked my teacher that question. Though I still don't get why I can't go out in the rain when everyone else can. I don't know what mommy is afraid of, she can't keep me here in my room contained forever. I will go insane and probably destroy the room. I want to go outside with everyone else. I'm sick and tired of just having to watch from my bedroom window, it just isn't the same for me.

I sat there for maybe another half an hour, watching them in the rain, longing to be able to go with them. I want to go with them so badly, but I can't find the courage to ask mommy why I can't. The odd part is that I don't even have the heart to storm up on her and demand that I can go outside when it is raining. I used to be able, it was fun. I went outside with my twin and we had a whole lot of fun. We explored and we discovered things, like bugs and insects. We discovered them in and out of land.

My twin is a water bug, she will always feel more love for the water, where I am not the biggest fan of water, except when it is coming from the sky. I wonder why it is like that when you fall from the sky and hit water, we die. But when water falls from the sky and hit us, we only get wet? It doesn't hurt or it doesn't make us faint, it sort of just splatters. Not that I'm not glad that we don't splatter when we fall into water, but it splatters as soon as it hits a solid substance.

The bedroom door opens interrupting my thought of rain and dying, and two boys run in. They are not my brothers, but my best friends. I don't get along with girls that well and usually end up with boys most of the time. The girls all think I'm sort of odd and sort of ~~badass~~ dumb, though actually I am quite smart. "So are you going to come or what?" The boy on the left asks me. His name is Janice, and he has known me since I was five. We met when in school and I was angry at him so I broke his pencil.

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