- Believed that Tums were candy and ate 7 of them

- Was nice to my toys because I didn't want them to come to life and kill me

- Believed that my friends didn't have families because I never saw their parents/siblings

- Thought that if you ate unwashed fruit, you'd die

- Liked the kaleidoscope of colors when you left crayons in a car so I did that often

- Thought the Grimm Brothers' stories were based on real events

- Thought that hanging meant they chained your wrists to a wall and left you there

- Did not know that Edgar Allan Poe wrote fiction

- Constantly mixed up Peyton Manning and Drew Brees (my favorite football players)

- Thought that Bert and Ernie were brothers

- I would stare at the sun because I was told I shouldn't and I thought if I did it more, it wouldn't hurt (needless to say, that didn't work and I think I fucked up my eyes)

- Ate Flinstones gummies and Halls like they were candy (I really thought cough drops were candy and that the candymakers just didn't know that it was supposed to taste good)

- Thought Jane Goodall was dead (I found out that was false recently and I'm not gonna lie, I was emotionally hijacked)

- Wanted basically every animal on TV/in movies because I thought they were all cute

- Talked to ghosts like they were my friends. Apparently, it was eerie.

So, tell me RainGoat, does the "rain" part stand for all the tears you cry at night because you're alone and afraid of the dark? Or does it stand for all the roasts people RAIN down on you because you're such a FREAK?

The "goat" part. Is that describing how you look? Or is it an improvment of how you actually look? I'd like to know are you afraid of showing your face because some might see the horrendous THING that you are? Would we mistake you for a goat? Or a mangled rat that's been dead for a week?

Ya know, I've been reading your stuff and I gotta say....even my little sister who's in 3rd grade can spell better than you. And do you call that crap talent? Because it looks like you took words from the dictionary and tried to make them your own. Sorry to disappoint, it didn't work.

At first I though, maybe English isn't his first language? Then I realized; oh no, he's just TRYING to be COOL and failing MISERABLY! If it was a contest between you and a blob fish, the blob fish would win.

Sometimes I look at your account and I'm like "Why's he even on here if he can't write?"

Then I'm like "Oh, yeah, he's trying to be COOL. Too bad he isn't."

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: FAILED

This is to the one and only RainGoat!

he hears her screams

he sees her tears

he tastes her passion

he smells her fears

there is no

way out

the windows and doors

are locked

there are no

stairs.

Only a Knife

does she

dare?

Athena

10/07/20

I entered the world alone and scared

my mom died and “dad” didn’t’ care

I walk the world alone no one to call,

No friends or family.

Only guidance from above.

Humans only fear.

The stopped searching for love.

I walked the world alone not one person knows love.

This world beat me, kicked me, choked

me tried to kill me.

This world did all it could to knock me down and

destroy me.

This world only knows

hate, violence, betrayal, and killing

I wouldn’t call anyone in this world

I will be calling The Angel of Death.

Death will show you what you really should

fear.

You know Nothing.

Athena

10/07/2020

If I’m going out, you’re coming with me.

See you in Hell assholes.

There is a place I know,

Where the genuine feeling of love surrounds me.

Where it feels like drinking the tsokolate of Filipino,

Where my soul feels so free.

A place where two tender wings hold me tight,

And sealing me yours with a love bite.

A place where I want to share my love every night,

Under the delightfully placid mute and mystic moonlight.

The place where I can smell your sound slumber,

Where I can taste your sweet fantasies.

Where I can experience your nightmare,

And can have your heartbeats as my lullabies.

The place where I can feel your lip's pecking,

Where I have an extreme blush on my cheeks creeping.

Where I can feel both of ours souls bonding,

Where I knew, your arms is my house of belonging.

Everyone, please check the topic of the challenge first. I don’t want anyone to wonder what the hell is going on in here! This is all, only a part of a challenge. Desperate times, desperate measures!

So, RainGoat, which country are you from? Oh, I am so sorry, which planet are you from? I have to tell you, your language sounds very similar to English. Similar. Not precise. Not even close. It took me a very long time to decipher your challenge. Whatev, fanna, lala, baba, proba, soka, lepa, thou... It was really difficult. If you ever feel like trying out a dictionary, I would be happy to help you. I mean, help the hell lot of people, WHO WASTE HOURS, trying to understand what you say.

But it’s an amazing ability, I have to tell you. I have heard it takes hours to truly understand the meaning behind many famous paintings. So, I take it, you construct word paintings. Wow! I am amused.

Wait, what was your username again? Yeah, RainGoat? Seriously, goat? Did you mean coat? For your understanding, the coat is an item of clothing worn over our shirts. But, your profile picture clearly shows a goat, in a background that seems to be something, that was meant to mesmerize people. Oh wait, does that say, hypnotise people, in your bio? Yeah, I am hypnotised, by the amazing amount of stupidity you possess ever so lightly.

Anyway, you did mean a goat. Alright, that shows improvement. Did you do some research for coming up with that stupid username? I appreciate your effort. Even then, what special meaning does rain add to the goat? Is that goat standing in the rain?

Oh, oh, wait, wait, the colours, the colours in your profile picture, it’s a rainbow, it’s raining, a goat in the rain. WOW! You are brilliant! You are amazing! You are, you are... a maniac. You need treatment, as fast as you can. Friendly advice, alright?

Oh my goodness, I am really sorry if this hurts your emotions, alright? The challenge sounded interesting, that’s why I created this mess. Forgive me if I have taken it too far.

#fiction

"Why do people do that?"

"Do what?"

Kill.

Why do people kill?

We are all the same,

Why does one life mean less than another?

You hate them,

So you kill the problem.

Then it's gone.

But is the blood on your hands forever worth it?

"Where there's people, there's war."

I know.

I know.

It will forever be a human instinct.

Kill what you hate,

Spare what you love.

Despite how advanced we are,

We are still animals.

Years of evolution in our blood.

But killing?

That one is sure to stay...

God: How did you die?

Me: My friend killed me.

God: Why? What did you do?

Me: Well I killed her.

OrchidStudios (My friend) : Yup! That’s how it works.

Me: That’s right, buddy!

God: Wait...you're still friends???

Orchid: Yup!

God: But you killed each other....

Me: Isn’t that what friends are supposed to do?

God: No! Not at all!

Orchid: I kill them, they kill me, friendship, right?

God: How did Voidkin kill you and why?

Me: Easy! We played Among Us (Video game) And she lied when she said she was innocent!

Orchid: Well you lied too!

God: And you...killed her for it?

Me: Yup. Then she killed me.

God: What- How-

Orchid: Simple, friendship! If I die, they die with me, so we’ll never be apart.

God: but you can’t kill your friends!

Me: Little late for that...

God: Why? Just why?

Me: Just what friends do...

Orchid: Yup!

God: You two are idiots...

Me/Orchid: Yeah, we know.

*Dedicated to a real conversation I had with the user “OrchidStudios” XD