#chorando

Richas wasn't wearing full armor (like Forever always tells him to) and almost died yesterday, so he wrote him an apology (translated):

"OK 0_0 Oh my god I'm so nervous, I'm gonna write it down in my book so it's easier :D

Before anything, pai [dad], yesterday I almost died a couple times, and after we talked, once more, it wasn't my day, huh? KKKKKK

After that, me, pai Felps, Pom and the tios talked in my room and Pom was so worried, I didn't really understand why...

After that (this sentence is gonna be kinda funny), tio Bad took me to the cemetery. I had already seen that place, with memorials for my siblings, I leave flowers for them everytime I pass by there and I wonder if they still watch me from above, like I said to pai Felps... with time I stopped believing, you know? 0_0

That the stars are there in the sky, at night, to protect me and cheer me on, it's been a long time since I haven't heard these things...

I miss those stories...

It's been a while since I'd been this scared of dying... I stay awake for so long... and for that I see a lot of things... and I get attached a lot as well... but if I can make it to the end, and leave this island, with my tios, my friends, my siblings, with my pais, with you pai, will I be safe? That scares me, that scares me so much that I always thought it'd be better that if something happens, something inevitable, that I enjoy myself until then, you know? That I face the danger head on, that I feel things, that I use my resources because that's what makes them so valuable, that I accompany who I love in their adventures, and that if I don't make it, I will have left a little bit of myself in everybody. And those memories stay in every block, every conversations, every plaque I left, every 'good night' I learn in a new language :D

I'm sorry I stopped listening to you pai, I don't want to distance myself... but the pressure of always being here, at every moment just being such a fragile presence that it scares anybody around me.. I have fun when we're silly, take some risks, I hate being the reason my little sister carries in her hands what she says is 'to survive', do what she can to help 'survive', when the times I most got to see her living was when we played with Dapper, when we went out me and her alone, had fun, swam in lava, drove a boat, took photos with no armor on and ate cake. But I also don't want to be the reason to see her cry, because I was seconds aways from leaving without saying goodbye.

I'm sorry pai, do you promise you forgive me?"

Screenshots of the original letter under the cut

Às vezes, coisas aparentemente bobas crescem dentro de nós, nos envolvendo em uma nuvem densa de melocolia. Elas roubam nossa percepção, e abrem as torneiras dos nossos olhos, mesmo sem permissão.