#onlyhalfthestory

Kay - a history of anger issues.  Has a father who has extreme anger issues and at one point got so furious at Kay’s younger sister Katie who had a mental disability, that he killed her.  Kay was removed from his father’s custody at the age of 13.  He’s been moved around from house to house.  He could never get along with other people, only tolerate them.  Many have considered him to social awkward or even just mad at the world.  Some even feared him.  He grew up without friends for the most part.  He had one girl talked to him, but he would never consider her more than an associate.  To say it plainly Kay didn’t know how to respond or work with people since most of the time they pissed him off.

Key - constantly distracted.  She can’t keep much focus for very long.  Anything can distract her.  She’s very uncomfortable with silence around other people, however she could spend hours and hours by herself just enjoying her quickly passed mind.  Having alot of energy she never stops moving and has a hard time sitting still.  Being very loud and sudden she often pisses many people off.  That is she’s been abandoned, abused, and bullied.  Despite this she still has no problem being around people and most times many things others do just brush right off her mind.  To state it plainly Key can’t stay hurt for very long before becoming distracted again.

Travis - Known for his kind stubbornness.  Growing up in a very clean and well arranged house he is very organized.  Much of his life has been planned out for him and he has followed it to a tea.  To many people’s surprise he really doesn’t have a problem with it.  Travis is not much of an organized person but if you set a goal before him, he will achieve it.  He’s been the top of his class multiple times, won at just about any sport, great at debating, and quiet the people person.  However he is never found to be happy, even with a large smile.  He’s never actually felt happy doing anything in his life.  But his bring up has left untrained on how to enjoy life.  So he always has a goal and will always achieve it.  To state it plainly Travis is a strong tool anyone could use.

Zerra - Has to touch everything.  Zerra has been free to travel wherever the hell she wants since she turned 13.  Her parents are easy going and would prefer to see their daughter happy.  She can’t help but keep thinking of the next exciting place to visit.  Since she’s turned 13 she has never stayed in one place for more than a month.  She is constantly traveling back and forth between other places and her family’s home.  On top of that she is funding her adventures through the act of touching everything.  Most often this compelling force to touch is taken care of through stealing.  This compulsion gets her into several problems, which she always seems to weasel herself out of.  Plainly stated Zerra would die if she had to stay in one place for very long.

Adam - Very cocky.  A boy who grew up in a house filled with 6 boys, competition was very high.  He’s risky and extremely good at winning whatever the hell he would like.  He’s always been more athletic and much stronger than even his older brothers.  Being a middle child he had to make his mark by standing out in every chance he got.  He absolutely loves showing, since he finds enjoyment in being praised.  This being said if you sat down and talked with him, he’d have an ego with a touch of big dreams.  This boy dreams of reaching for the stars and showing everyone he can do anything.  Plainly stated Adam doesn’t see the moon as the limit but more as a hurdle.  

Write me a story they say.  I want to see the world through your eyes they say.  They can’t know.  They can’t possible understand.  My brain is scattered, it’s a leaf in the wind.  I can’t find words most times.  I can’t even read it right.  I just let my fingers do the typing.  And on top of it I can’t even spell, not to mention my grammar is the worst.

You’re good at math too?  They question.  How can you possible work both ways.  Stop it it’s not far they don’t say.  They stop saying anything.  They watch.  They wait to see where I’ll mess up.  Well I’ve got news for you: Watch me do my homework, watch me read the same sentence three times over, watch me rewrite a math problem six hundred million times.

But wait… They can’t see it, their all focused some place else.  Their job, their phones, their families, their other friends.  I’m just a shadow hiding behind bright eyes.  They say the people who appear the happiest are truly the saddest.  Let me tell you this:  Once you receive the positive attention from something silly from something just out right positive.  People stop and stare.  They tell you wow that’s amazing.  They say gezz you’re always so happy.  They question how can you be so happy all the time, so positive?

They finally notice me.  They finally see me!  But they see an image I’ve created.  They see the girl who thinks positive.  They see the girl who’s always encouraging.  They see the innocent little one, who needs protection.  All they see is a smile and bright eyes.

You want to see the world through my eyes?  You want to hear a story?  You want a smile?  You want positive encouragement?  You want the perfect way to see things?  You thought wrong!  I don’t see any of that!  I created that I had to!  I had to!  I had to…

People don’t know.  They don’t understand… I’m scared to even move out of bed.  I’m afraid of talking to people.  I’m afraid some extreme impossible event that will rip my world apart.  Most of all I’m afraid people will see me.  The me that can’t get a sentence out.  The me that had to practice what to say and when to say it.  I’m the one who is unnatural.  I’ve gotten to the point where I’m scared of even opening part of my brain.  I’m literally running from myself.  How I haven’t self destructed is beside me.  I haven’t tried.  No one would see it coming.  No one care to notice.  What I am to you?  Am I just a smile?  Am I just a story teller?  Am I fake?  Who am I?  How can I continue to dream such crazy worlds, such simple people, such other worlds?  Can I just live in a universe of my creation?  

Can I just create the world where I can see myself?  Myself truly being happy?

I won’t take it.  I can’t take it. So….