forum A children role-play

Started March 18, 2018 by @German_Boats

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"Same! I sort of zone out while walking… and run into walls. And chairs. And doors. Pretty much anything. Even in my own house!"

Zoey laughed, filling the echo-y room with the sound of her laughter.. "Same here. And I trip over air and fall up stairs and–I'm rambling now, aren't I?"

"No, you can keep talking! I don't mind. Tell me about yourself."

"Okay umm…….I have a baby sister who is two months old, I have a brother who is fifteen, and another sister who is seventeen. She's the one who brought me here the first time. She and I built the hideout that I took you to. I had brain cancer, and finally got it permanently removed two weeks ago, but there always is a possibility that it could come back……I love animals. You already know that though. Blue is my favorite color, I'm kind of scared of hospitals, when I was ten……………………….." Zoey stopped, her throat closing up.

"What's wrong? You don't have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable."

Levi began humming as he read. "I hurt myself today…to see if I still feel…I focus on the pain…the only thing that's real…" He sang quietly. It was his favorite song, but the lyrics were sad and he didn't want to worry Lenny.

"No, no……umm…….when I was ten……………..when I was ten……………..my–my grandfather passed away." Zoey bit her lip, holding back a sob.

Robin wasn't sure how he was supposed to comfort her. "I've… for a while, my family thought I was dead… after our house fire… and being taken to the island…"

Zoey looked up at Robin, silent. He had probably been through more than her. "I'm sorry. What I've been through must look like a walk in the park to you." You're so insensitive. Why did you even try to tell him about yourself?

"No… no, I've never experienced someone dying. Those boys on the island were horrible, but bullies are everywhere. Everyone experiences them at some point, and you probably have too. N-not that there's anything wrong with you! Just.. people are mean. The worst things happen to the best people, don't you think?"

Zoey nodded. "I have." She said softly. "I got bullied because of my brain cancer. People avoided me like the plague too, because other kids in my class would spread rumors that they could catch brain cancer from me. And other kids made fun of me for my clothes, the way I talk, what I believe in, the fact that I like unicorns, but I guess that's just what they're like. Building themselves up by tearing others down."

"Most bullies insult others because they dislike something about themselves. In order to feel better about themselves, they want other people to feel worse. Something like, 'not only do I want to win, but I want everyone else to fail' I guess."

"The needle tears a hole….the old familiar sting….try to kill it all away….but I remember everything…"

Zoey gave Robin a small smile. "I think that you're absolutely right."

Robin smiled softly. "I think about it a lot. It makes me feel better, in a way. They have problems too, we all have problems. Everyone has their secrets, but no one wants them spread around."

Lenny stopped reading and just listened to Levi sing. He sounded nice. She sighed and leaned her head against the bookshelf while her continued.

"What have I become…my sweetest friend….everyone I know…goes away in the end" Levi stopped after realizing what he just sang.

Lenny lifted her head and stared at the book. "Nice." she whispered. Then she sniffed.

"Sorry. That was a sad song. It's one of my favorites, though."

Lenny smiled. "Its okay. I enjoy sad songs too. Don't get me wrong, the happy ones are great. But… there's just something about sad songs."

Levi nodded. "It makes me feel…better for some reason. It inspires me." He shook his head. "I sound crazy."

Zoey nodded. "Yeah………….."

"I'm good at keeping secrets because I know that. I feel no need to tell anyone's secrets. That's their business, and I consider it an honor that they deemed me worthy to tell."

Zoey merely nodded, listening to Robin talk. It was kind of cute how he was rambling on about this.

"Since I haven't quite found a way to fix my own problems, helping other people is good for me. I feel better when everyone else feels better. I hate seeing enmity between close friends."