Qualities: Pain

It was an activity we did in Gamzon's class based on The Book of Qualities by J. Ruth Gendler. Read, comment and enjopy!

PAIN


Pain is alone. Alone in the "evanescent existence", as he calls it. I always see him walking down the empty hallway, lined with the darkest of shadows. He hasn't been happy since "that night". The night in which both of his parents Confidence and Faith, were cruelly murdered by Suffering, his twin brother who had been abandoned by them for his mood. Ever since, Pain has wrapped himself up in that sweater of destruction and those pants of sorrow. Lately, his only companions have been Depression and Grief. They sit together in that dismal corner of the lunch room, their hands swaying back in forth while carrying that pen over the empty pieces of paper.


It's unbelievable. It's just so...weird. Today, while walking in the hallway, I saw them. Pain was, as usual, trodding down the hall. All of a sudden, a bright pink flash of hysteric hair appeared next to his murky black hair. It was Pleasure, the head cheerleader of the school. As she opened her mouth, Pain put up his hand. "Leave me alone" he muttered, as he walked out into the sunlight. Pleasure stood still, her eyes misting over like a waterfall. However, she wiped off the mist and ambled out after Pain. A great thud could be heard in the warmth of the glistening sun as Pleasure body slammed Pain to the concrete. He looked up at her, his pupil-less dark eyes meeting with her own shining eyes. Suddenly, they both get up and stare a while longer at one another. Then, as if the whole world had just stopped, they grabbed hands and walked into the street, crowded on one side, empty on another. It was there that they walked, in the radiance of the light and the dark.