Mob

My name is ThatMob, though most people just know me as Mob. I'm a half-Enderman boy... kind of weird, I know. From a young age, I learned to keep quiet, not to draw too much attention to myself, and to observe more than I speak. But something changed everything. When I found out I was gay, I thought at least my family would try to understand... but I was wrong. The people I thought would always be there for me started seeing me differently, as if I'd done something wrong. Little by little, I drifted away from them, until being alone became easier than listening to their words. And then there was Twixxel... or at least, there was. He was my best friend. The person I could talk to when I felt like no one else understood me. But a few days ago, everything fell apart. We had a fight because I told him I didn't trust his girlfriend... there was something about him that gave me a bad feeling. It wasn't because I liked Twixxel, or because I was jealous. I just felt like something wasn't right. But he didn't believe me. He thought my words came from other feelings. He yelled at me, called me jealous, possessive... he even went so far as to insult me ​​for my orientation. It hurt more than I want to admit. The person I trusted most ended up making me feel like everyone else. So I left. Taking advantage of the summer holidays, I found a small house on top of a hill, far from the city and all the problems. I thought I would finally have a place where I could be at peace. A place where no one would judge me. That's what I thought... Until I found that box. Inside was something I didn't expect to find. Something small, yellow , and strange... something that shouldn't exist. A creature that didn't look at me with rejection. A creature that didn't judge me. A creature that simply... stayed with me, and from that moment on, I couldn't stop thinking about it. *

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