Necklace

I found a necklace this morning.

When I woke up, it already laid there. Right on my bedside table.

I put it on, and it looked good. It didn't look too flashy, it was just cute, and just my style.

I sat up, and I knew who I was, and I knew what I liked.

I didn't lie in bed for hours, because there was no reason to do so.

I changed out of my pyjamas, without hesitating even once. Because I can't go to school in my pyjamas, and I had to go to school that day.

I put on clothes that were just my style. I'm not sure how they looked, where they came from, or if I had them all along. But I knew that they fit me and my taste perfectly.

I washed my face, and put on make-up. I liked how I looked. In that moment, I just looked like a person with make-up.

I looked into the mirror, and my hair was not too short and not too long. There was nothing wrong with it, and I liked it and how it looked on me.

When I put on my glasses, and they looked good. I didn't even for a second hate them or how they looked on me. There was no reason, after all. I'm not sure how they looked, if they were new, or if I had them all along. But I knew I liked them, and they fit me.

I left my room, because there was no reason to stay. Nothing bad or dangerous would happen if I left.

I was hungry, so I ate breakfast. If I ate a piece of toast, I liked it. Because I like toast. It didn't get stuck in my mouth, it wasn't completely tasteless and mushy, I liked it.

Maybe I ate a bowl of yogurt. And I liked the yogurt wasn't too sour, the taste wasn't unpleasant, the texture wasn't unpleasant, and even if it was I wouldn't care. It's just a bowl of yogurt.

Or in the case it was something else, I liked that too. Because in the morning, when I'm hungry, I eat breakfast. I enjoy it, I don't dwell on it, and I feel fulfilled after.

I also took my medication, because that's what I do every morning, around breakfast time. They help me, so there's no reason not to take them.

My bag was packed with everything I needed for the day, and nothing I didn't.

My phone was charged, and I was out in good time to catch the bus. Buses aren't dangerous, and they don't lead anywhere dangerous. I didn't miss the bus on purpose, because that would be inconvenient.

When I waited for my second bus, I didn't even for a second contemplate just taking the first bus home again.

The central bus station wasn't scary, because it's not a dangerous place, and nothing bad happens there. So there's really no reason one would be scared in the first place.

I found a good seat on the bus, and I didn't feel scared at all. Because harmless people shouldn't scare someone. Especially if you barely even know them.

When I got off the bus, I went straight to school. I attended all my classes, and I went outside during the breaks. I spoke to people, and I felt like I belonged. Because I am a human being, just like everyone else, and I belong.

And everything worked out, and nothing went wrong. And I was fine with that. Because bad things don't need to happen.

I assume this story doesn't make sense to anyone that isn't me, and it's not really supposed to. I mostly wrote it for myself last night instead of sleeping lol

Also the story seems sorta dream-y to me, so I thought it would fit the aesthetic of my profile :b

I'll see if I can learn how to customize blogs later, maybe Poniko themed (considering the bgm)

Umm I'd love to hear how you interpreted it!!