My Child, is an Arrogant, Cocky, Naive, Stupid, Ambitious, Rambunctious, Annoying, Vicious, Angry, Adventurous, and apparently DEAF.
....But I love him so much. (T^T)
R.I.P: Reginald Ferdinand Willington. Life Span: Approx. 6 mins.
He grew up so fast. All I knew, was my little baby turned into a man in a couple minutes, and I got old, and my hair was gray...and he was out learning about nature, and getting an interest of adventure. No matter how many times I tried, no matter what I said, no matter how hard I pushed...he just pushed me away, and brushed me off.
I warned him of all the dangers, but all he cared about was the treasure, and the rush...I remember when he was 14, he looked me in the eyes, and told me:
Reginald: "Mother...Please, understand that I'm not fool. I'm not one who will get myself killed out there. I am cautious, and aware of the dangers. Please, don't cry, mother, for I will always come back to you. I will bring you treasures, and tell you stories, and you will be so proud of me...but you have to let me go out on my own. I am of age now, and it is time for me to partake in my role as the man of the house, for father had sadly, and mysteriously dissapeared. Trust in me, mother. Have confidence in me. Have faith."
And so I reluctantly, prepared him for his quest, and set him off into the monster inhabited forest. Days seemed like seconds, surprisingly, because he came back after what seemed like 2 minutes, and he grew this enormous beard, and was muscular, and hefty. He told me off these bears he fended off with such strength, it's as if he practically walked into them, and they died. And he told me off this Magical Pink Man he saw in the distance, and he sought after it, but alas, lost his target. But on his way back, he found a fountain, in them middle of nowhere, and when he bathed in it, he said he instantly felt better, liked he was...healed, of all damage he had taken.
Then, he had set off again, I gave him a hug, and a kiss goodbye, and he set off with a loving smile, but...after the minute I saw him step into those trees...I saw this blinding flash spread across the whole forest, and my heart sunk...for I knew...I could feel it deep, deep down within my heart...I knew...my poor little Reginald had passed away.
Sometimes...I wish I had just had a Daughter....