3 Alone, together ..

A bright sunny day, with a typical hummed weather, the hall consists of ground and roof while being open to the outside.

The class rooms surrounded the playground, when you look from a bird eye view you'll see that the building is just a square.

It feels like prison, even the food tastes weird, and rules.. sure, full of rules, weird no reason rules, ones you're not allowed to question.

We had those shadows that looked like they were soldiers, trained to stop fun?

Because all they did was controlling every idea, every uniqueness we may had, commanding us to obey the gray rules they make up as we go, rules with no color, shape or taste even gray burst with colors compared to them.

I kinda think they're trying to mush us all into a specific template, to produce more of their kind, with the most abstract excuse, prepare us for the bright future! Black bright future if you ask me, here at Nofu height.

As I take a leap of faith to the outside world, a cheerful voice calls from beyond.

"Gwen, Gwen" Called Wendy.

I noticed her jumping, literally for joy, there she is, a very cheerful and free spirit that doesn't require much to survive.

How did we, I as you can clearly see, and she as happy as can be, come to be friends?

I loved spending time alone, since i don't tie my self with others, I don't like being forced so i definitely don't force myself on others.

Why am I always alone she wonders, I enjoy it, i like to spend time with myself, i like to think, wonder, and imagine.

"If you shall be alone, you should be alone, i want to be alone too, lets be alone together" Wendy explained while smiling.

she makes it easy, being with someone other than myself, a real person I mean.

The time passes when I'm with Wendy, playing, singing, and lots of laughter.

Though her spirit is an opposite of mine, we do share similarities, together we used to spend our time trying crazy things like walking backwards, or talking while using a rhythm.

I loved to watch cartoons, she did that too, and most of the fun we had surrounded that aspect.

Imagination is all I got since i lost them, even when they were around i used it a lot but then it was happy, exciting, exploring, losing them gave my imagination a dark side, a side I would never thought it existed.

Finding Wendy to me was like a sprinkle of light through a never ending darkness.

How did i reach the darkness, Whats my story you ask?

Survive me a bit more and i might build up to it, maybe .. one day...