Walter Thrasher

Stories of 7

There was once a soldier who lived happily. The soldier was supposed to shoot the innocent people, but he didn't want to. Then he figured out that they weren't innocent and immediately shot them all down without reloading.

There was once a person who was quietly sleeping until he heard a dreadful screeching noise. A girl ran into his room with a monster coming from the closet. Then the monster brutally killed the people and everyone else.

My misinterpreting life has become the weirdest, I'm on my master's head while he is sitting near a clown and a woman singing. I thought my life couldn't get weirder, but then the clown gives me a smile. Then, the clown takes me and puts me on his head, and I do not like this at all.

The people who own me are standing on me with superhero costumes. I was wondering where they were when they left. I realized I'm not going to have a fun time today.

I'm just running through a dry city, and my friend is on top of me, normal day. Until I see a dumpster truck coming my way. I realize I could get brutally injured by it, but I went as fast as I could and zipped by almost touching it.

So I'm just sitting around chillin' until a man falls right on top of me. Also, a snowman falls on me too, so I bury their legs in the snow.

I can't tell if I'm going crazy or does that man not have eyes. I think I'm In some ghost house, and I think I'm going insane, I don't know whats real anymore. So, I start running for the door trying to escape from these monstrous creatures, and I eventually find the door and ran out never coming back again.

Anger

I'm insulted when people talk about my past

I used to have so-called "anger issues"

They tease me about it now

I hate to think about my past

My face would get red with anger

I would think about hitting them or I just would

"Gotta be above it"

I want to stay above it but they bring me down

I hate my past

I would like to stop thinking about it but they bring it up

I want to forget

I wish I could say "The past is the past" and they'd listen

My thoughts want to stay away but it's part of me

They tease me about it and try to hurt me

It hurts me most of the time

"Gotta be above it"

Now I say that was my past self

Now I say that it is so ironic you tease me when you still do it

Now I say go tease someone else about that because that's not me

I think about it sometimes but I don't believe it anymore

I now say that what they say about me is about them

Now I realize this is me but it isn't me anymore

"Gotta be above it"