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Post by Missy on Mar 1, 2011 17:32:43 GMT -5
Missy had much to do, much to plan and lots of papes to sell today but she had done it all and it was now time to relax and begin her journey back toward the Lodge House. It was a nice day, the sun was hanging in the middle of the sky by now and she could hear the seagulls sing as she reached the shore of the island. She had wanted to take a walk on the shore all week and now was finally the time she could. She watched young children running along the sand and she bent over removing her shoes as she began walking along the waters edge where it met the sand. She smiled feeling the mist from the waves against her skin and when she looked up she saw a boy not too much younger than her a few yards ahead.
Messed up hair, no shoes and looked like some tears in his pants, she smiled knowing exactly who it was. Racing across the sand Missy tackled the boy, tumbling to the ground with him and rolling abit before she found herself pinning him down and she grinned down at the boy who now had sand in his hair. "Hey Spazz.... why are you all by your lonesome out here?" she asked him, hoping she was not crushing him beneath her. She shook her head abit, her hair draping into her face and sand flying abit as she shifted slightly and awaited an answer from her little leader.
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Post by Spazz on Mar 4, 2011 13:11:34 GMT -5
The sounds of the waves rolling on the shore were soothing to ones ears. The small ocean creatures washed up then shot out back to their home the sea. Spazz walked along the sea shore bending down occasionally to retrieve a sand dollar, or a shell that looked pretty cool. This was peace of mind. Being so young and being a leader was stressful at times. But gathering thoughts and just his own time would be spent here. It was just lonely, and he didn't know why this mood swing came about. he was just fine at the candy shop a few hours ago. Change of mood again uncontrollable as he walked shoe less on the beach the sand between his toes and the cold water was relaxing.
The sound of feet hitting the sand behind him. Spazz felt a small rush as he smiled waiting to see who it was turning around with his eyes closed cautiously. It felt like a carriage hit him as he was tackled to the floor now finding himself looking up in to her eyes. Spazz giggled as his dimples appeared on his dirt stained cheeks as he lifted his hand removing the strands of hair from her face looking at the background of the sun and clouds with her in front of it all seems so put together. "Bonjour Missy, Just found myself down." The smaller boy shrugged his shoulders as he looked up at her resting his hand on her lower back as he progressed in words. "Ey' it's hard to control I do not understand it Missy." Spazz looked up at her cocking his head. Missy always had some kind of answer for him.
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Post by Missy on Mar 4, 2011 14:45:40 GMT -5
She smiled down at him and tilted her head cutely before she crawled off of him and sat cross legged in the sand setting her shoes down beside her. She nodded at his words and when he was once again silent she giggled softly before glancing over at him as she allowed her fingertips to begin drawing swirls in the sand. "You see.... feelings come and go.... you never know when they will change or when they will return and you can easily be happy one moment and miserable the next... there is no explaination as to why you feel miserable, no action that caused it some times but when it does come along it normally means that there is something bothering you deep down inside somewhere....it may not be a concious reality that is bugging you, but something that is innerly secret possibly or something that has been bottled up, like sand in a coke bottle...you can only fill it up so much until it overflows," such logic came from Missy's lips as she spoke softly in a semi blank tone before she giggled again and winked at him before adverting her eyes back to the sand where she was drawing.
"You see this...this flower I drew in the sand, it was unconcious... I was not planning on drawing anything in particular, it just happened... that is how emotion is," she explained abit more before she glanced up over at the water and the sun. She smiled once again before looking over at Spazz,"It is all in how you look at things.... now... what shall we do now?" [/i] she asked him.[/center]
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Post by Spazz on Mar 6, 2011 14:42:21 GMT -5
Spazz looked at the flower Missy drew he started to understand but not fully. He wasn't like Missy. Missy could sit down and have a conversation had the attention spand to actually give reasons and make sense of them. Spazz didn't pay attention with out all that medication and when he wasn't on it he was much more full of life and happy. "Missy I's understand but I's do not feel like doing much of anything. I's kind of want to be alone." He said pushing her away looking down as the sand as he sat up taking his fingers and striking four slashes into the sand, they meant nothing to what you could actually see about Spazz. Unless he wanted you to know. But some knew and some didn't.
The mood was down every single past memory bothered him. The hospital, the screams the crying ones self to sleep at night as he moved closer to her looking at the sun and resting his head on her shoulder kissing her cheek. "Thanks for not leaving me alone Missy, I's go crazy without you, hea for meh."
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Post by Missy on Mar 6, 2011 17:32:09 GMT -5
Missy listened and let him push her away for a moment but when he relaxed abit and rested his head on her shoulder, she wrapped her arms around him and lifted him into her lap, absently rocking him abit like a child. "It's alright, yer gonna be jus' fine I promise ya," she whispered to him before she stood up with him in her arms and she began carying him toward the lodge house, though she was small, she was quite strong and Spazz didn't weight too much. She figured it'd be better to get him inside where she could keep an eye on him and take care of him.
As soon as they reached the lodge house she set him on the couch and put her shoes back on her feet before she turned to head to the kitchen,"I'm going to make some tea alright? and we can relax and warm up and maybe read a book," she suggested to him as she ruffled his hair before disappearring into the kitchen.
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Post by Spazz on Mar 6, 2011 18:35:51 GMT -5
Spazz wrapped his arms around Missy's Neck as she carried him to the lodge house. She always knew how to make him feel better when he was in this mood thingy she said, whatever she said it was he couldn't remember. But anyways She knew what she was doing he assured himself as he looked at his toes moving them back and forth, it was cold outside as he coughed a little looking around the lodge house was sort of empty. The kids were scattered all around Staten, hopefully safe.
Spazz looked at Missy's shadow scurrying back and forth before she appeared in the door way holding the tea cups walking toward him. He sniffed as he let out a little cough covering his mouth. "Merci Missy." reached out for his tea lifting it to his mouth taking a mouth full spitting it out on the floor, sticking his tongue out. "Ow ow ow oucheeee." He said pointing to her moving closer his eyes watering a little with the sting of hot tea. [/font]
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Post by Missy on Mar 6, 2011 18:41:29 GMT -5
She looked at him aas his eyes watered and he scooted closer and she wiped the tears from his eyes and held him close, her free hand hold her tea cup as she chuckled abit. "By the way little one its hot..." [/i] she teased softly as she kissed his cheek and blew gently into his cup. She giggled abit as she rubbed his back gently with her hand and took a sip of her tea now. She glanced toward the bookshelf in thought and pulled the blanket over him and herself as she got comfortable and cuddled up against him. "Would you like me to read you a book or do you just want to sit here and cuddle sweetie?"[/i] she asked him softly as she leaned her head against his shoulder and kept her arm around his waist as she closed her eyes and took another drink of her tea. She began humming softly, a lullaby her mother used to sing and she looked up at him with big sweet eyes as she smiled.[/center]
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