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Dapplekit

Blazerage kit

In a perfect day, I'd wake up, and I wouldn't be afraid. I'd be able to stop being shy, resrved, introverted Dapplekit. No one would look at me with pity, and the anger inside me'd come out. It wouldn't be a squeak, it'd be a roar. I wouldn't be afraid of what they think, and I wouldn't have to squish my feelings into a hard ball.

In a perfect morning, I could tell my siblings what I really think. I could tell them how this fear traps me inside myself, and how it won't let me walk where I want and say what I want. I could tell my mother I love her, and tell my parents that I'm sorry. I could walk out of the nursery into the middle of camp and not collapse. I wouldn't feel like I was about to die every time I went into the middle of camp. The open spaces, the sky, I'd be able to see how beautiful they are. I wouldn't have to sneak around camp through the dirtplace tunnel to get out of camp. I could play in the open.

In a perfect noon, I could really enjoy it. I wouldn't have to watch others play without me. I could simply walk up to them and give them a piece of my mind. All the things I want to say die in my head before they reach my mouth. Crowds and groups wouldn't make me feel overwhelmed, I could sort them out, they wouldn't be a chaotic jumble. Maybe, I could have friends.

At the end of my perfect day, all my siblings and family and friends would know the real me. They'd know that although I always appear sad, I want to be happy, but this fear doesn't give me the chance. They'd know that inside, I have courage, but my fear consumes it. They'd know that I'm very frontal, and in my head, I know exctly how I'd behave to every single one of my clanmates. You'd all see that I'm not a mary-sue and a goody-goody, that I do like my share of fun. When I went to sleep at night, everything would be okay, and I wouldn't have had to be afraid all day.