PNPC Willow - The letter

[Haukea-Willow]

@Korras 1. I thought the title mix up was really cute. ❤️ . 2. This sim really shows how you don't need a whole bunch of fancy words in order convey emotion. Sometimes merely stating the truth is enough to give the reader major feels. ❤️ . 

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OOC: I was drafting this, and it became so long, it didn’t feel right to include it in the sim itself, so for reference, here’s the letter Amar wrote.

IC:
PLEASE READ

 

So, I woke up, and can't seem to fall asleep again, so I figured I'd try to write this down. I mean, I did promise I would tell you everything, and I think you should know about who you let into your house. and hopefully, I'll be able to sleep again afterwards.

 

My parents weren't very nice people. My mother at least was able to feel what others were feeling like me, but the only thing that made her happy seemed to be making others feel hurt. My father usually either went along, or helped her in making others miserable. I don't know if he could feel as my mother and me, but he never really seemed to care about anything.

 

I didn't make a lot of friends, because once my mother met them, she always made sure they did not stick around. Feeling her happiness when I was sad only made me more sad, which made her more happy. I had no idea what to do anymore. She knew when I was thinking about telling anyone, and made sure that I didn't. Sometimes, when she couldn't hurt people with words, she'd hurt me for real. 

 

Years ago, a group of kids showed up with a trading ship, and were doing theater on the street. I ended up talking to them, and they asked me to come with them. I really never thought it through, I just wanted to get away. I thought they meant to a different place in town, but it turned out they were going back to the ship they came in with. before I knew it, they had taken me along as one of their own. I was scared at first, until I realized I no longer had to fear my mother. However, I never told them I could feel what they felt. I guess it was the one thing about me that I kept secret, as everything else we shared, always being so close to eachother.

 

That's how I came to be with the Merry Misfits. Vanla was always the leader, even back then. She would make sure we never stayed in one place too long. It didn't take long to figure out how they got their money: the theater was just an easy way to draw the attention of people away, and some of the misfits would go around pickpocketing. I tried that, but I was better at performing. It helped a lot that I could get a good feeling of the crowd, and what they liked, the better to draw attention away from those picking their pockets.. 

 

Kayden has been with them for a long time, too. he has a really big crush on Vanla, but I never was able to figure out of she liked him or not. She's really hard to figure out, her feelings often didn't make sense. 

 

Anyway, that's how we lived. We often hid away in freighters and other ships to get from place to place, or sometimes we'd even actually pay for transit. We never thought much of what we did, we just thought that  if the things we stole were important to people, they wouldn't let us steal them. 

 

But today was different. It seemed such a small thing to do, simply drop something in the computer, and we'd get paid. But then, everything went wrong. It made me realize that small things can cause really, really, big problems. And that's what's keeping me awake now. What other problems did we cause over time? For us, it might have been just things we stole. What if we stole something from someone, and now that person couldn't get food for his family anymore? I never worried about that before, but now I think we were very selfish. 

 

Kayden and Vanla seemed so unworried about it all. I don't want to go back to that. I also don't want to be going somewhere else all the time anymore, or worry about when we get to eat, or trying to keep hidden away on some ship. 

 

I am really glad that you and Korras and Snezhana found me. I don't know what else would have happened. And I don't know how to thank you for letting me in your house tonight. 

 

I hope you are still okay with me staying here after reading this. I know I would have had to tell this all to someone eventually, and I'm tired of running away. I also know that staying here won't be entirely easy, I expect I'll have to talk to many people about that. But I really do want to stay, and I want to be honest from now on, and after you let me in, I don't want to hide it from you.

 

Thank you for reading, and for helping me.

 

-Amar

Edited January 10 by Haukea-Willow
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[+ Korras]

thank you!

She's a really nice character to write, even if it takes more time then a post usually would.