KitKatLoverIsMe

Sometimes I wish I could just be openly depressed or overly happy without being judged. Nearly everyone in my real school think that I'm always "depressed" and "negative". It really sucks. Some people even call me "Atheist". Which is totally wrong considering that I'm Agnostic, not Atheist. They need to straighten out their definitions. Anyway, back to my first sentence thought. Everyone judges me. For the better (but mostly the worse). And I am basically what some people would refer to as "socially awkward"--although I prefer the term "social butterfly" a little better. Basically, I have my small group of friends and people that I hang out with. People that are friendly, I talk to. People that are complete jerks or "meanies", just get ignored. Sounds pretty simple, huh? Well, it's not. I'm basically more popular on xat and stuff than in real which sort of... annoys me. Real life sucks. It's made me suicidal and I used to cut. End of story? Well, not so much. I sort of have this little "world" that I compare everything to. You can call it my Escape, if you must. It's basically just a black, hateful world filled with the ugliest of the ugliest, the cruelest of the cruel, the most horrible things of every shape and size that all gather to live in this little world. Well, it's not necessarily a world. It's more like a giant black, gooey pool of hatred and malice and everything that fits under the category of "pessimistic". I can only really describe this horrid place that lives on the verge of my imagination as a wasteland of broken promises, black, oozing, gooey, pools filled to the brim with the most horrible, repulsive creatures that are completely unimaginable in all their horrid disgust. They're the worst things to ever walk this unnamed world. The things that children fear are lurking in their closets or under their beds. The Rejects. Yes, oh yes, the Rejects. That's my official name for them. Actually, I am one of them. I like to think of myself as their "leader", even if this is my imagination. It's basically a world that stays on the thin line between my sanity and insanity. The world never wavers to one of the choices. It only stays on that thin, unbeknownst to the naked eye, line. So, yeah. I've probably scared the living daylights out of you, but what you've read isn't even the half of it. Call me crazy, but I find writing this quite enjoyable. It's my own little snug world. My snug world of the most horrible things ever imagined, black, bubbling pools of poisonous liquid, and home of the one, the only, the Rejects. Elly might even like it here. No cursing or perverted acts of love. Sounding fun yet? Maybe I should describe how I imagine some of the types of the Rejects, just for the giggles. So, I've imagined that there's this one Reject that looks vaguely like "BigFoot". Only, the fur is replaced with dark green, glistening scales. The creature also has poisonous spikes on its back. Kind of like the spikes (or whatever they are called) on the tails of stingrays. The eyes are a luminous shade of yellow that is nearly blinding in all the darkness of this world. Its face always carries a smirk filled with malice that shows off its razor sharp teeth. Blood is usually dripping from these teeth because of this creature's cannibalistic and predatory ways. It is not really a being you would like to mess with. It also has a pair of wings that are comparably similar to a bat's, but only bigger to accommodate it's size. The wings don't fly very well, though. Move on to a different Reject, shall we? I think we shall. You don't really have a say in this though, am I right? You can't really interrupt my writing and be like, "NO! DO NOT CONTINUE! YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE ME BAD DREAMS, KIT. JUST STOP. " No, you cannot. So, it's my choice to keep writing. Deal with it or click that tiny red X in the corner of your screen. This next being is highly similar to--drum roll puh-leez!--the leech. It commonly lives in the deepest, murkiest waters of our special little pool of hatred. This creature uses its stealth and small size to hunt. Though it is about 3 centimeters long and 2 centimeters wide (these are average numbers) it can kill the BigFoot-Look-Alike very easily. This being kills, then stores the food in one of the many caverns that they create deep under the surface of the pool. They have slick, bodies ranging in coloration from light gray to navy blue. They have very bad eyesight and rely on their sharpened scent and touch senses to survive in the pool. Their eyes are a cloudy blue-gray color and their mouths are merely lines that are sliced into their faces. Though, the inside of their mouth contains a huge collection of about 900 sharp teeth that could easily tear through barbed wire. For breathing, these creatures use gills that filter the poison out of the oxygen and into their lungs. For these animals, poison is like oxygen for us. It is a vital part of their survival. They usually feed on small bacteria, but they will attack anything that intimidates them. They seldom turn on each other. There are millions of variations of Rejects that lurk in this world full of hatred and other Hell-like aspects. But, you too can be a Reject in my nice, little, imaginative world.