I was'nt excactly sure on the title, but anyways... "Mr Woodpecker!" Cried Wally Walrus in his trademark swedish tongue. "Time for your breakfast!". I reluctantly rised from my bedsheet, and glanced at the clock. 1 pm. One of many, many times I slept in ever since I got out. Wally cried out again. "Woody! Waffles are getting cold!". I squirmed out of my bed, and made my way towards the dining room. I owe alot to Wally Walrus, giving me a home and treating me like one of the family. After I got out of my irratatingly long sentence, I had'nt a place to stay. Despite all those years of being a great pest to the guy, he was able to put the past behind him and let me in to his home and give me shelter. The thought of staying with Chilly Willy was out of the question, given his intolerable habitat and living conditions. I grabbed my fork and took a small piece of the waffle. It was delicious, as was most of Wally's cooking. But I still could'nt get my spirits up a bit, despite that I was given a decent meal for the first time in decades. I could'nt get her off my mind. A illusion of her beautiful appearance formed inside my mind, but I tried to wash it away. I did'nt want to think of her, I needed to move on with my life and forget her. But my imagination refused to back down, morrhing the image of the most jaw-droppingly beautiful girl I had once knew. Then a name appeared.... Namine. I could'nt resist it any longer. I missed her so much... She had done so much for me. No... NO!! I had to stop thinking about that. Then I finally broke down. I pathetically threw my fork across the room and start sobbing uncontrollably. The thought that I just could'nt go on entered my mind. What was the point of even trying? What was the point of-- Before I could continue on with my potentially gruesome thoughts, I was handed a large box of tissues. I glanced up, and there Wally was, waiting for my sobbing to cease. I calmed down and wiped my tears, as Wally sat down next to me. He knew what was wrong, he was'nt that naive. He sighed heavily and to me he said "I think it would be a good time to start telling me what happend". I begged to not do so, knowing that would only bring back traumatic,unwanted memories. But he strongly insisted, stating it might help my mental state confessing what happend. I was given no choice but to begin. "Its going to take awhile" I said, hoping that just might make Wally back down. "I've got all the time in the world", he said reassuredly. "If we you can't finish today, we will just continue tomorrow".And so, my story began. Chapter 2 soon, hopefully. I did'nt have much time to make the chapter longer then it was. :(
