𝙁𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧

14

Kadota; to disappear, vanish; to be lost, go missing.

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It's like the middle of October.

Which means as the days get colder, so do I.

The past month has been... a month. School has obviously happened. Me and the guys have hung out a few times along with just me and River.

And the days I've had by myself, haven't been ones I've enjoyed if I'm being honest.

Today is one of those days.

But I guess it isn't so bad because it's raining but it's still bad.

I guess the whole grey skies and dark clouds with the heavy downpour really being the mood down.

I didn't go to school today, I guess I just didn't really feel like it but my mom's at work so that means I'm home alone.

Usually I enjoy being home alone because that means I can do whatever and no one can stop me or bother me but today has been feeling off and I'm not enjoying it one bit.

And I don't even have music playing so the whole house is just silent.

Not the nice silence, the uncomfortable silence.

It's bothering me, clawing at me, begging me to do something but I don't want to give in.

So I just sit on my bed and stare out the window as I watch the rain pour onto the ground and make messy puddles all across the yard.

There's a few kids across the street playing outside with their dad or mom. Probably too young to even be in school so they get to enjoy their freedom while they can.

They run around, the parent chasing them. They stop for a second and point to a puddle and then eventually the parent nods and the kid explodes with happiness.

They run towards the puddle and jump in it like it's the last thing they'll do. Like they have all the freedom in the world and they can do it without a care.

There's a high possibility I'm jealous of a 3 year old right now.

But I don't really care because it's not like anybody knows.

And even if people did, I still don't care.

Maybe I need to jump in a puddle.

No, nevermind that would look really funny if I did.

I'll just take a walk instead.

Today isn't as cold as it was yesterday, which I'm thankful for but it wouldn't matter if it was cold or not because I would still go outside in a t-shirt.

I slip on a pair of forces because I have two and one of them is already beat up badly and and head down the stairs.

I don't feel like changing and I don't really need to since I'm wearing a shirt that I usually wear to bed and a pair of sweats that are probably over worn but I don't care.