Feral Heart

I ran around the swing set, giggling. I glanced toward my mom's figure. She's always on her phone, never looking at me! I just wish sometimes she would pay attention to me. But, despite my negative mood, I continued to run around. Upon venturing further from the swing set, a bigger kid stepped in front of me. I stopped in my tracks. "Hey four-eyes, can you even see where you're going?" He taunted. His friends laughed. I felt tears well up in my cobalt-blue eyes, but I stood my ground. "Y-You're just a bunch of bullies! I'm not af-fraid of you!" I lied, clenching my fists. My stutter must have gave me away, because they all snickered. Suddenly, one of them punched me. I tried not to cry out, but it was a strong punch, so I couldn't help but whimper. And within seconds, they were all on top of me, kicking and punching me, until I heard something snap. They all stepped back, seeming horrified, and ran away. Did I do something..? My arm really, really hurt though.. I turned to look at it. It was broken. There was some red squishy-looking stuff inside it.. I felt sick. My mom finally got off her phone and ran over to me straight away, looking horrified.
"After that, I.. don't remember much else, Doctor Hopper." I said to the therapist. He nodded, and continued to write.

Next word: Waterfall

escalate

but for those of you who care about the Robbie Rotten situation,

his (Stefan Karl Stefansson) wife posted on her facebook a couple days ago.

she said his pancreatic cancer has reached stage 4, and it's terminal.

there is nothing they can do.

he will most likely die before he reaches 43 years old.

2/10, oh? can't say the same about ingame, but for the sake of being nice you get a +1 on your score.

itsfinedontworryaboutit!!

1/10, haven't seen you before either

guten tag!!