personality traits; - aggressive -bully -leader -kinda older brother -hates kiki -violent -loud -in charge 

Last night was a mess, maybe the worst sleep I have ever gotten. I tossed and turned all night. 

*pretty relatable ngl

I didn’t think I was the only one who had gotten horrible sleep. Fetch seems more shaken up than usually. I could tell Girl-Boy and Fetch had been acting weird. I have no idea why. Even though Kiki was being weird she would look at Fetch then look at me shaking her head like she was hiding something from me. Which was weird. Something was off I could tell, it felt like everyone was hiding something from me. The shed seemed colder than usual and Kiki was nowhere to be seen. My body went cold and my hair froze. I slowly sat down trying to calm myself but I felt so dizzy. I haven't been very hungry lately and I’ve been losing weight quickly. I’m starting to wonder what's wrong with me. I felt cold. I can barely talk to someone without dark circles appearing under my eyes. I tried to ignore it and go one with my day but it's getting harder and harder to face the facts. I wasn’t ok. Those words played over and over in my head. There was no way I was the sick kid, maybe Girl-boy or Fetch but not me. I wasn’t sick. I’ve always been independent and I didn’t need anyone to help me. While I was trying to get my anxiety to calm down I heard a bunch of crying and arguing. From the corner of my eye I saw Maddie yelling at me. “Sandy! Duke keeps pushing me against the wall. He is being very mean to me.” Maddie whined. Ugh, I have had enough being the mom friend. I didn’t have the time for this but it distracted me from the facts. Maddie was like my baby sister. She followed me around everywhere and always asked me for things. It sometimes gets overwhelming having to be the mom friend and the mean bully who keeps everyone in line. I wish I could just get Maddie a babysitter. “Duke, will you go bully someone your own size!” I snapped using all my energy. I felt faint. Duke walked away rolling his eyes. Once again everything went black. A cloud of smoke covers my mind. The cloud screamed words that I could never say “I need help”. Time was plotting against me and I think it was too late for help.

My name is Sandy. Plain and simple. I have no back story, no sad abandonment, nothing. I grew up in The Shed. I was first introduced to Kiki. Whom I hated even then she would climb the walls of the shed and jump on me. She would steal my rocks from my rock collection. We were very young when we decided that in an all mighty shed there can only be one leader. An old memory started to play in the back of my head, it was a cold autumn day. A breeze had touched my skin, and the smell of the crisp air reminded me of my stick bug. I remember it exactly, me and the others. Battling to our deaths pretending to be pirates. Cookie was throwing rocks like a maniac. The tall wooden walls of the shed were sturdy and were infested with termites. I remember, I was sitting outside the shed throwing pebbles into the creek as it flowed slowly. I could hear arguing coming from inside the shed but I didn't bother to get involved because I was very young. I never understood why I didn’t have a real home and sometimes I wondered about the big questions. It was worrying of how serious I was when I was young how independent I had to be. Eventually, the yelling and screaming was unbearable and I had to go check what was going on. To my surprise I walked into the shed to find a huge whole in the roof of the shed. I glared at Cookie knowing it had something to do with him. Everyone argued all I could think about was how we were going to fix this. I didn’t think it was a big deal, I mean now we could see the sky. Boy, was I wrong that night it rained cats and dogs. The entire shed was flooded with rainwater, everything was soaking. Of Course we got through it together, now I’m not gonna make this cheesy but being stuck in the shed with strangers.. Well it's not as bad as it seems. The hole in the roof is still here to this day and I can’t explain why but everytime I look up I smile remembering our younger selves. 

im kinda still getting started with this whole story so its not the best but its a work in progress. honetsly ngl isnt it werid to think about your past self? idk it just feels so werid that., that person is you but not you? 

werid.