Once upon a time, there was a small cute child who’s innocent knew no bounds, he had tanned skin, freckles, his hair was long, curly and black, his eyes were a soft blue and he always wore clothes too big for him, he was five years old at the time of these events. This child had an older brother who was 15 at the time, the two were very fond of each other and would do absolutely everything together. One day on a bright, sunny summer morning, the older brother grabbed his younger brother and went to a strange place known as the ‘Anti-void’. The Anti-void was a blank white space filled with nothing apart from souls hanging on blue strings. Souls are the accumulation of ones being, they were represented in small hearts in the colour of either red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo or purple. Red souls were souls of determination, orange souls were souls of bravery, yellow souls were souls of justice, green souls were souls of kindness, blue souls were souls of patience, indigo souls were souls or integrity and purple souls were souls of perseverance. A few handmade puppets also hung from the blue strings, they were most likely crocheted. The older brother placed the small child in the Anti-void and told him to wait there and that he would be back for him, the child waited for his ‘loving’ older brother for hours, then days, then weeks. It had been years since the child had seen his brother but he still has hope that his brother would come back to get him, his innocent and pure nature meant that he couldn’t see anything wrong with his brother and that he might have just gotten caught up. After about a year of being in the Anti-void the child’s body started to deform…and change. His skin became grey, his eyes became red and yellow, his freckles disappeared and a yellow liquid dripped from his mouth, it fell onto his neck creating these yellow lines on his neck, he had a certain insanity in his eyes…he realised his brother was never coming back and in a rage, he tore his hair up, making it much shorter, he stayed in the Anti-void for another 5 years before finally escaping via his newly found teleportation powers at 13…he never went back to his brother, he never saw him again. This story, is mine I suppose.

Written in the perspective of Glitchy Panowak (one of my characters)