Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150424224910/@comment-5543592-20150425214222

It was foggy outside, and the grass had a fresh layer of dew on it which squished beneath their feet.

"I find it ironic.  When I was young they neglected me throughly, but now I'm the center of their lives.  Yet, the reason I'm so resistant of them now, is because i wasn't important to them when i was little.  So, the reason we're having these problems, and they're blaming me, is really their fault."