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-BABY FLASHBACK!-
You were 6 and looking all around with your mom for some Christmas presents for everyone in your class. The teacher assigned each child another to another kid in the class and you got the one person you didn't know. Kankri Vantas. He was odd...to say the least. For some reason he was gray and had little candy corn shaped horns that everyone made fun of. All he did was read or talk to himself and use big words you didn't know.
"Hey sweetie! How about these!" your mother had a little green book with a matching dictionary. She handed them to you, and you turned them around in your little chubby hands and shook your head.
"Nu mama!"
"Well you said he liked to read..." she grumbled. You looked around the big aisles and finally found something. A big read sweater. You struggled to reach it and got on your tippy toes and as you pulled it down it overbalanced you and you fell with a thud. The oversized sweater draped over you so you couldn't see and barely move but you ran towards your mom.
"Mom! Mom! I found it!" your mother laughed at your appearance and took the sweater off.
"Hate to burst your bubble (name) but its...a bit big"
"He'll grow into it!" you said with a pout. Chuckling your mom patted your head.
"Aright, alright I'll get it, now c'mon we still need to buy wrapping paper!"
-LE TIME SKIP TO THE CHRISTMAS PARTY-
"Okay kiddos! Time to give your presents to your partners!" you teacher said enthusiastically. With your little chubby arms you grabbed the big red box with a black bow and went searching for Kankri. You ran back and forth throughout the room and he wasn't there. While you heard cheers of
'Oh I love it!' and 'Its what I wanted!' you saw everyone looked so happy. Kankri always was sad and picked on...
"I'm gonna make him smile!" you exclaimed to yourself. Only...Kankri wasn't there. You went to the hallway and the bathroom and everywhere you thought he would be. Finally, you checked outside. To the playground!
Your P.O.V
Not on the slide. Swings, check. Ladder thingy, nope. All thats left is that little clump of trees where I play hide-and-seek. You ran over there, struggling with your large box. There he is! Is he...talking to the rocks?
Normal P.O.V
Kankri was indeed talking to the rocks. He went to the trouble of giving them all little faces and had them all around him in a circle as he was spouting about something or another.
"And friends today is the day of Chrwismas, a popular holiday were friends and family give gifts to each other to ensure that they will continue to be friendly towards one another for the next year. Some people who are lonely and sad can get grief from such a holiday because they...have.." his face started to fall and tears came to his eyes " no one"
"Thats not true! Kankri!" you jumped out, trying to hide the present behind your back...and failing.
"(Name)! Why aren't you at the Chrwismas party!?"
"Well you seemed lonely and I wanted to give you, your present!"
"Y-you got me a...gift?"
"Yeah!"
"Why...?"
"Because" you pouted "The teacher made us get a gift you someone in our class and I got you!"
"Oh..thats why..but gifts are given between humans as signs of friend...ship right?"
"Well yeah, and I wanna be your friend!"
"My...friend.." he started to tear up and sniffled. You walked up to him and held the box up to him.
"Don't cry! Now open it!" he wiped his eyes and opened the lid. He gasped as he pulled out the candy colored sweater. You helped him put it on him and even though it was too big he had the largest grin plastered on his face.
"I really...whats the word?"
"Love...it?"
"Yes! I absolutely love it!" you finally made him happy. You grabbed his hand trough the too long sweater sleeve.
"C'mon lets go play!" he nodded.
"Oh, uh excuse me (name)"
"Yeah?" he pulled out a small tree shaped card and shoved it into you with a visible blush. You brightened up at the sight of it and gave him a huge tackle hug. And lets just say he didn't expect that. You just laughed at his cute expression and rubbed your nose to his.
"Ewww look at them"
"Why is (name) with that poop head"
Everyone was looking at you two. Kankri looked like he was about to cry but that didn't stop you.
"Knock it off meanies! Me and Kankri are bestest friends now so go the fuck away!" Silence. You grabbed his hand and pulled him away to play.
"Uh..you know its not a proper thing to go off and say a dirty word like that it could trigger someone-"
"Look Kanny! Its snowing!"
And from then on you played and had fun and cried over Christmas break because you couldn't see your best friend. But when school came back he was still wearing that oversized sweater. In fact, he wore every day. Some kids made fun of him but you always stood up for him. You would listen to him rant on about his family or problems or anything really as time went by. And then a heart breaking day came.
"Kankri?"
"Yes, (name)? Is there something I can help you with?"
"I...I'm moving away"
"Oh"
"And not coming back"
"I see" you about to come to tears.
"Goodbye" he reached for you as you ran away...and he cried.
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Comments: 58
I knew all the swear words by the age of four.So,pretty accurate!
That escalated quickly....oh well next!
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I learned most of the swear words in 5th grade. What kinda family dog you live with?
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so many feels and I would so stick up for kanny hes just a kawaii muffin
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Lil six year old me knew the word fuck. Like. Whut XD
That escalated quickly
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The ending was...rushed I do have to say. And the emotion was terrible.
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Same here. I mean wtf was that about?!
I also gasped when six year old me said to "go the fuck away"
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That was totally me when I was in grade school XD
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You should probably fix that part where it says "he pulled out a small tree shaped card and shoved it into you"
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That sounds slightly wrong.
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And thus I am now walking around with a free card implanted into my chest
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Ow. That probably would've hurt more if I'd noticed it xD
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OH MY GOD. THAT IS TRIGGERING.
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Oh my gosh I didn't even notice that part till now
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....
riggers are real things, allow me to explain.
A trigger is something that sets off a memory tape or flashback transporting the person back to the event of her/his original trauma.
Triggers are very personal; different things trigger different people. The survivor may begin to avoid situations and stimuli that she/he thinks triggered the flashback. She/he will react to this flashback, trigger with an emotional intensity similar to that at the time of the trauma. A person’s triggers are activated through one or more of the five senses: sight, sound, touch, smell and taste.
The senses identified as being the most common to trigger someone are sight and sound, followed by touch and smell, and taste close behind. A combination of the senses is identified as well, especially in situations that strongly resemble the original trauma. Although triggers are varied and diverse, there are often common themes.
Sight
- Often someone who resembles the abuser or who has similar traits or objects (ie. clothing, hair color, distinctive walk).
- Any situation where someone else is being abused (ie. anything from a raised eyebrow and verbal comment to actual physical abuse).
- The object that was used to abuse
- The objects that are associated with or were common in the household where the abuse took place (ie. alcohol, piece of furniture, time of year).
- Any place or situation where the abuse took place (ie. specific locations in a house, holidays, family events, social settings).
Sound
- Anything that sounds like anger (ie. raised voices, arguments, bangs and thumps, something breaking).
- Anything that sounds like pain or fear (ie. crying, whispering, screaming).
- Anything that might have been in the place or situation prior to, during, or after the abuse or reminds her/him of the abuse (ie. sirens, foghorns, music, cricket, chirping, car door closing).
- Anything that resembles sounds that the abuser made (ie. whistling, footsteps, pop of can opening, tone of voice).
- Words of abuse (ie. cursing, labels, put-downs, specific words used).
Smell
- Anything that resembles the smell of the abuser (ie. tobacco, alcohol, drugs, after shave, perfume).
- Any smells that resemble the place or situation where the abuse occurred (ie. food cooking ,wood, odors, alcohol).
Touch
- Anything that resembles the abuse or things that occurred prior to or after the abuse (ie. certain physical touch, someone standing too close, petting an animal, the way someone approaches you).
Taste
- Anything that is related to the abuse, prior to the abuse or after the abuse (ie. certain foods, alcohol, tobacco).
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OH MY GOG. MORE CHAPTERS. YES. YES. YES. YESSSSSS.
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Glad to see you so excited! ouo
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who knew kids were allowed to curse in that grade.
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how did you steal my feels with one chapter?! this is gonna be good.
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I am a master of feels stealing
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Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY IS IT SO SHORT *flips table and crys* IT WAS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL, WHY IS IT ALREADY OVER?!?!
Friend: *scrolls down* Um.... There are 10 more chapter entrys that are there...
Me: *hears angels singing* THANK YOU JESUS! *goes to read them*
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Looks like you had a fangirl moment
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Me: Hell yea I did!
Friend: *whispers* she's fucking crazy....
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All our friends think were crazy
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Damn, maybe I shouldn't wear longsleeves during summer after all, my eyes seem to be sweating...
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"He'll grow into it!" ((OH GOD NO! NOT THAT HEADCANON. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! T~T))
(( ))
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That was sooooo cute!!!! *sniffles* *sobs uncontrollably* must read next part!!!
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Im listening to a tune that made the feels just as bad.
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I will not cry..
"I... I'm moving away"
I will not cry....... *Tears prick my eyes*
"And not coming back."
I WILL NOT CRY!!!!! *They're about to spill.*
"Goodbye."
*Sobs in a corner, rocking back and fourth.*
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*pats back* Its alright cry out your emotions *hands tissues*
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*Sniffles, and takes tissues gladly.* T-Thanks *Blows nose, and smiles.*
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Good! Now have some pocky and rest up, fangirling sadness takes alot out of ya! *gives box of pocky*
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*Gapes at the box of pockys.* Oh.. oh my.. *Takes them slowly.* Th-Th.. Thanks you.!!!~~ EEE *Noms on them.* :3
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