A Home If You Want It

Avantika · 01-22-2021, 07:20 PM

Avantika noticed Resin's grin as she decided on fighting. How many people in this darn pack liked to fight? She supposed that that wasn't a bad thing. They could protect themselves and each other. Maybe they'd even protect her. That was a nice thought, though it, as always, came with a shudder of anxiety that it would never happen. Shh, she told herself. Resin invited you in, and the other kids are nice. They're good. They care about people. It was rational. Even beyond a reasonable doubt. Avantika liked to think she was a logical girl. Facts always base-lined her, made her feel calm and like there was something she could trust. She used them to orient herself after panic attacks. But the color of the grass or the sky was very different from other people's minds. Those she couldn't be completely sure of, even if one conclusion made total sense to her. People were different.

Or maybe it was just her that was different.

She added that to the list of things she wanted to learn. People. She wouldn't tell anyone. Who could even teach her? It would be best for her to study on her own.

Resin asked if Avantika's old family had taught her anything. She hesitated. Not purposefully. The answer flickered like a candle in her brain. Her young childhood wasn't something she wanted to think about now, so she hurried to say something. "Not--Not much." She smiled, but now it wasn't from joy.

She'd learned things on her own, often even because of her parents, but she couldn't remember them ever sitting down and teaching her directly.

"speak"

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A Home If You Want It

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