(Editor: KateyWlo)

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"Who was I?"

Standing up and getting out of my bed, I yawned and stretched, I then turned towards my sister who was approaching me, her sleek black hair was one of the major recognizable features there were. She stared directly at me then her eyes locked towards my dyed hair which was now a slightly tinted pink mixed with the combination of white.

She seemed to ignore the fact but said,"Get up already girl," she snickered,"We have places to go to."

Following her every command, I passed by her and went towards the bathroom, the place was pretty quiet and I liked it here, it was just me. And my sister.

Finally reaching the bathroom, I stepped forward, approaching the mirror and took a good look at myself, I withdrew the drawer and took out my comb and brushed my hair, while I was doing it, I looked at myself and slowly thought what I was going to be doing today.

I realized that I was combing my hair for a pretty long while and placed it back into the drawer and walked back to my room to get dressed but I saw my sister standing in the way.

I was pretty confused until I realized that she was just going to get out, I moved out of the way and she casually left and turned to give me one of her looks. Hurry up is what it meant.

I started dressing and glanced around to see my sister's nightwear scattered across the room and went out to meet my sister. I opened the door and headed out with her, she constantly looked at me from time to time as I was the younger sister after all.

I shifted on my glasses and she just stared at me, as if she read my thoughts, she asked her question,"Why do you ever wear those glasses? It's not like you have an eyesight problem."

Looking at her, with her sudden question, I just simply smiled and shrugged,she ignored me and headed in a different direction so I just decided to head into town to see if anything, much less, interesting was happening.

After having walked to the town, I felt myself constantly glancing around the place to notice nothing spectacularly new that should be notice-able. It just the usual, people entering and exiting houses and shops. I walked towards the town square but before I reached it, I turned to see someone small, a figure, that was looking in my direction.

I turned around to see if they were looking at something behind me then turned back to them to see if they were looking at me, I noticed that they slightly shuffled as if they noticed I looked back, me, being small myself, just stared at them blankly.

We were just both literally staring at each other for a few seconds until they waved and I just simply waved back, not questioning their motives.

All of a sudden, I just noticed them walking towards me though I thought it was strange, there was too many people so surely no one would be attacked by a stranger. They were slightly taller than me and I just smiled at them and they looked down on me, well, obviously since I was so short. I had a small bag slung over my shoulders as well in addition to the fact that I was pretty tiny.

They bent down to my eye level and I just bluntly asked,"Is there something you need?"

"No," he replied in a gravely tone.

I would be lying if I said that wasn't how most older men spoke but however, this guy was pretty smaller than your average mid-twenties dude.

Staring up at him, I tried to see through all the stuff concealing his face but my efforts were to no avail. As if he just read my thoughts, he looked at me and just blatantly said,"I'm not old, I just sound like it, and by the looks of you, I'm certain that I'm a bit older than you as well."

He snickered at my short size and I felt pretty offended so I think it was fine to throw some rude remark at him.

"You're not that tall yourself Mister."

He looked at me,"My name isn't Mister."

"Then what is it?" I questioned.

"It's... actually, you know what? I'm going to leave you now, you seem like a smart kid so go hang out with some other smart people instead of old-sounding people like me... that's a mouthful."

Looking back at him, not even going to try and say anything back, I just simply headed off and nodded before I did though or I wouldn't be showing any manners, not like I did towards him anyway.

I turned back slightly to notice that the old guy or whoever he was — was drinking water , I wasn't sure where the source he got it from was but I just dismissed it off by a simple shrug and walked off.

After having explored the town, I surprisingly stumbled into a crowd that seemingly was watching something? Due to my short size, I couldn't see a thing so I was literally just forced to stand in their sea of legs and other minors or people that looked like minors anyway. I was suddenly hoisted upwards and turned around to see who it was and noticed it was the man from earlier.

Before I was able to ask, he just held my mouth shut with his fingers and said,"You talk too much kid, just be quiet and watch the show while I hold you tiny girl."

Looking at him, I thought aloud,"I'm not that small."

But taking an advantage to the good view I had, I looked to see what the commotion was all about but all I saw was just a boxing ring with two people swinging punches at each other. I was bored almost instantly, I urged the boy to carry me somewhere else even if I didn't allow him to pick me up and carry me, but however, I have to say I didn't mind because he seemed kind enough.

After a bit, he casually let me down and I looked at him and just asked if he was tired but he shook his head despite his heavy breathing. I asked again and he shook his head. Again. Walking to his back, I pushed him slightly with my left hand and I 'noticed' I was able to push him down pretty easily onto the flat ground and he fell as if he was doing it by order and had to stay obedient.

Then I said it again.

"Are you tired?"

In which he just looked at me and admitted the facts,"Yes, you're a bit heavy despite your tiny size."

"I am not tiny," I replied to his comment about my size but I opened my small bag and held a small water bottle at him which I didn't use but I carried it around just in case someone needed water such as now but with his usual remarks, he had said,"Look at you and your tiny bottles."

I felt like I couldn't stand it any more, he seriously struck a nerve and I just said in response, not certain whether a hint of annoyance was in my voice or not,"Fine, do you not want my 'tiny' water bottle which contains 'tiny' water from my 'tiny' bag which 'tiny' me carries around?!"

He just blankly stared at me, he just said,"I'll call you Tiny since you seem to like saying the word so much."

Slightly annoyed even more, I pushed him over and watched him, despite being pushed over, he got up relatively quickly and asked,"So 'Tiny', what's your actual name or should I just call you 'Tiny'?"

Looking at him, I sighed and replied,"Stop saying 'tiny' old man."

Noticing he looked slightly offended by that, he just looked back at me and smiled but just this once, he didn't give back some witty reply though. He didn't seem to mind as much as usual, looking back at me, I watched him and then he just asked me,"So 'tiny' girl, what are you going to do besides disturbing me?" Looking at him slightly annoyed I looked away and decided to stop talking to him before he annoyed me even more but as soon as I turned away he asked me I never got your name 'tiny. Turning back to face him I looked at him and replied "fine...my name is...."

(KateyWlo kept bothering me to 'finish' this so... >.>)