username:
mewsters
name:
Kane
gender:
male
story [200 words max]:
Kane, a boy with a flurry of emotions. A hurricane, as his mother would say. Numb and cold to the world and everyone around him, or so as people perceived him. His true nature he never showed, always uneasy at the thought of judgement or a scolding by his father.
Stoic and sophisticated, mannerly and curt. That’s what his father expected of him, wanted him to be, which meant an exact carbon copy. That’s not what Kane desired, wanted, nor strived for. A wildness inside was present, gnashing at the iron bars around his heart. It wanted to be free.
Seeing as this boy was a hurricane, a hurricane he would become. he broke from his restraints, the ones holding him back, and rushed forth in a flurry of rage as strong as the winds rushing off the seven seas and sadness as cold and damp as the heavy rains that poured into the mainland, with happiness as warm and soft as the aftermath and melancholy as deep and ingrained as the roots of the mountains and trees.
Hurricane boy, rebel boy, is this what you are?