If you take a once active and social person and lock them in a house for three months without allowing them to socialise, they will slowly begin to get jittery. Another month and they will try a new hobby; cleaning, cooking and finally talking to themselves.
This though will not be noticed much by others, including the family as odd. They will be labelled as simply trying something new to pass the time.
Of course we have those that have sight like an eagle or owl...those would notice the weirdness and will subtly question.
They will ask those simple questions; first to probe and not beat the grass to chase the snake, but rather make it so that the already half crazy person notice.
Why would someone on the verge of madness notice concern?
Yeh, makes no sense ah…
Anyway moving on.
Another two months and they will show clearer signs of losing it, and then a few weeks later they will simply lose it.
Of course, those are for the few who can not control their emotions.
In society, freedom is vastly spread to become an obsession.
Stupid to me but eh!
Humans do not need freedom, they are to destructive to those things around them.
They destroy simply because they could or the most foolish thing...wanting to know.
Why is it that you want to know? Is it your business? Do you know the consequences?
Of course not before they die enmass.
Sigh, as a human I feel some, true shame, whatever I am now, I don't know if I should also feel shame.
I mean, it's similar to humans but just as stupid ah.
Humans are social animals...I had heard that somewhere, I forgot.
Anyway, social animals can not survive long alone, perhaps they can find another type to socialize with, or a companion to help keep them grounded.
Alone?
They will die within a year.
That is simply how it is, and you know it is horrible unless they have the will to survive.
All of this nonsense I sat and thought about simply because I am bored.
I yawned, the girl in front of me bored me.
Why is she here again?
It would be best for her to disappear, or jump from the height and fall or something I don't know.
Ah, my mind seems so warped.
What is wrong with me?
Did I forget something important?
"Second young miss Jah! Why are you like this? I am here…"
Just like that I am being scolded. This is me normally, if it's interesting I will half heartedly listen but if not...i will ignore.
My name seems to be on countless people's lips, I don't get it...it has been years and I'm still confused. Really I am, I sit in the same seat and stare, I stay by myself with only three people with whom...actually I dare to converse with, but then these flies appear and buzz around me annoyingly!
What! Why can they not simply leave me be?
Look at me! Do I look like a person who cares or wishes to?
"Girl go away! Does my Jah look like she wants to converse with you?"
"Even though, she needs to learn basic etiquette our school-"
"Can your status compare to the Jahs? Who are you to question the youngest daughter? Go away!"
After a while I smelled the wonderful aroma of food entering my nostrils and I turned my head slowly to look at Birdie.
Sigh, this minion who has gotten quite bold.
"Little Jah, look, I have made this especially for you. I also have fresh pressed juice."
"Mm,"
After a while she gave me that look.
I blinked innocently, trying to look as adorable as possible but it took a lot of effort, my face is hard to change after the lack of practice. I probably looked like a creepy doll but she did not flinch, only continued to stare at me unwaveringly.
I released a sigh, took up the spoon and began eating the soup at a slightly fast pace before the homeroom teacher entered.
"Little Jah I have heard that you have a pet, it is small but those type are highly endangered only-"
"I will not give it back! It is mine, it is so cute and adorable. When it grows it will be able to chase those fools away."
"Little Jah, be reasonable that thing is not a pet!"
"What! You lie! He gave it to me! I will not allow it to be taken back by him without gutting him and using his intestines as a chain or beat whoever tries to steal my pet, to death!"
I saw Birdie inhaled deeply to calm herself but I really didn't care because there is no way I would allow my bed to escape my clutches.
This small baby was extinct during my time, I had seen how great they were and wanted one as a pet since then.
"That thing is not fit to be a pet! It is-"
"Enough! Leave my baby! It is mines,"
"Little Jah it is a damn crocodile like hell! What the f*ck you will be doing raising such a little monster and how will you feed it?"
"Feed it people," I replied seriously, this will help with population control and get rid of all those girls constantly hounding me because of those foolish boys who insist on being annoying.
It's just a pity the little thing is only two inches in length right now. Sigh, who would believe this thing can grow up to around ten meters in length and six in width with a powerful bite force and an explosive speed.
Training it would be great!
I felt so excited I blanked Birdie out.
"Little Jah this is serious, this little thing now will be ineffective to most power. It's scales are sturdy and the bite force!"
"Birdie you are affecting my wishes, please shut up and do not bother us until I fetch you."
"Birdie-"
"Ssh, stay humble,"
I said in all seriousness. Sigh, now about the person who gifted me this precious thing.
I need to ah, figure out what to do with him.
You see, the boy had gifted me an egg and walked away.
Of course I had tried to boil it so I could shell it and eat it but nothing happened.
Then I had tried--hammer, drill, rock, spoon...aye, I tried everything possible but the egg would not crack!
What am I supposed to do with it?
So I threw it somewhere in my room and kind of forgot about it but when I returned, I saw the tiny thing one night appear.