#x Scornful Relatives

Naomi learns what it's like to be called nasty names.

Words have failed me.

Before my words were good, but now they've lost the will to be written.

 

I was at the house of one of Kyle's relatives.

There were many others there, all related.

I don't know who was related to whom, just that they were there.

There was much chatter going on.

 

I did like the house though, its architecture, how it looked.

It was decorated all nice.

Kyle was talking to them when he was supposed to.

It felt like there was lots of convention in the way the people spoke and behaved.

 

Soon enough, they were condemning my appearance.

It made me feel deeply hurt.

It hurt me from the inside.

Is this what it means to be human? To feel emotion?

I never knew words could be so deprecatively powerful.

 

Kyle decided to leave, and he took me with him.

All we did is not do much. I just stood staring the whole time there saying and doing nothing.

When we left, Kyle said that he would take me somewhere else.

 

Me and Kyle walked on the grass, that had many bumps on it.

It was a nice day outside, with no wind, and it didn't feel warm or cold.

It felt like the weather did not exist.

I did not know where Kyle would take me next, but as around here looks very boring, there doesn't seem to be anything much interesting here.

 

The next place we go to might not be very good. I can live with that.

Loads of places here aren't very good, but only a few to my knowledge are.

If I have to go to these places without Kyle, I don't know what I'll do.

Author's Note

Whoa! I wrote #3 again without realising it. It's amazing how you come up with different words for the same story, because you feel different at the time.