The breeze outside my window touches each and every muscle of my face detaching me of the anger that is burning inside me. It must have been a while for me to step outside the house and there hasn't been a single person with whom I maybe spending my time with. Ten years of loneliness and still it has no effect on me like I've born alone on this earth.
But although I'm good enough to be left alone than to be cramped with the horrifying human world. My school isn't a place where I'd like to spend my more than an hour. It just burns me up the each time I'm encountered with those clingy chicks gossiping all around about how the boys are hot and the ways to be face of the magazine this year. This isn't my cup of tea. Though I've been excellent in studies that doesn't mean I keep boasting around the school of my worth. Well, people think girls like me should be handled with care. What do y'all think? Whatever.
The fire dumped inside me keeps my soul heated all the time and gives me strength to face the difficulties I set myself into. I have not much connectivity with the outside world but the only human that I'm friendly with is Rhea Smith. She's the only person on the earth that I socialize with.
You know some people don't socialize themselves much because they have no interest in all the drama of this world. I have tattoos of dragons skulls and moreover small saying all over my body but it's sometimes said that a person visiting the church on a daily basis can be more judgemental than the person covered with tattoos all over. I'm kinda among the latter. Lots of people wonder about my life but they haven't gone through a single page of the book of my life.
Chuggington High has been the only place where I'd socialize but to an extent as far as the school stuff is concerned. I tuck a strand of my golden blonde hair behind my ear preventing it from blowing all over my face due to the winter breeze that blows fiercely. Closing the windows I make out my way to the living room that is decorated with just few things lying around including the television set a black loveseat and the stand that has a telephone sitting on it. A furnace burns just near the loveseat and I rub my hands to feel the warmth and hug my jacket much closer to my body.
I hear something dribbling down in the kitchen and I immediately turn on my heels to see the case. The sink is flooded with water flowing down the tap. I rest my hands on the hips and tilt my head to the left side trying to sense the presence of my dear friend. "Casper! Where are you? Don't you realize that you've been left the tap open with ways flooding the sink!" I Huff and Casper appears his head bowed down in defeat.
"I'm sorry Lizzie I was pouring water for you just then I felt my throat quenched and to no avail I downed the water not caring about the running tap. Believe me", he gasps as he speaks with no presence of punctuations and a full stop.
I cross out my arms and gape at him with furrowed eyes and raised brows. He smiles at me and breaking the awkward silence between us I burst into a fit of laughter holding my stomach as when Casper too starts laughing wit me.
"You look like a baby Casper with your mouth pouting", I point out to his small mouth with a curve always plastered on it.
"You may be rude with the whole world but on the inside you got a beautiful hilarious you!", he dances around me in the air.
"Casper... Fly me into the air too", I pout and he smirks at the baby face that I've plastered across my face.
"Here you go...up in the air", he moves his finger in my direction in circles twice and I'm already sailing in the air.
"Wohoooooo!!!!", I cry as he sons me around the house as fast as an aeroplane going to crash on the earth.
I enjoy genuinely when Casper's around me. But this secret is only known by me and none other than my friend Rhea. Cause she's the one to ring my bell not less than ten times a day. So no chance of keeping this secret to myself.
Although Casper and I've been together since I had been abandoned and moved here in this house in Texas. As I could afford only this house which was a rusty and dusty one is all was that I had to accept for my living. That's when I met Casper in this house firstly I was haunted by living in a house which is a living hell due to presence of a ghost. But as time passed we gradually ended up being friends and now here we are laughing at each other. Haha that was fun actually.
Ring Ring Ring.
I and Casper are diverted by a loud ringing on my doorbell. We exchange flat expressions and Casper begin hiding although it is only visible to me and Rhea.
"Coming........", I run out to punch anyone ruining our fun time straight into their face.
Phew. Phew. Phew.
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Casper is the character from the movie Casper. He's my favourite so I casted him into my story.
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