It's like they just hate being thrown out.
I CAN HEAR THEM WHISPERING TO ME.
Don't throw us out! Noooooo.....
Or maybe it's the sound of my brain and sanity slowly crumbling to pieces.
I throw away almost everything else.
Paper scraps? Done.
Chocolate wrappers? Of course.
Water bottles?
....
Can I get back to you on that?
Today, my mom made me clean my room, or more specifically, clean out my wardrobe.
Basically, if my mom has a coupon, I need new clothes. Of course, after we bring home twenty pieces of new clothing, I don't actually have enough room in my closet and as a result, have to sort out everything.
I ended up cleaning my whole room.
It's okay. It was fun. I was singing Frozen songs the whole time :'D
♬ Do you want to build a snowman? :'D ♬
NO WHAT ARE YOU THINKING YOU CAN'T BUILD A SNOWMAN. ALL THE SNOW MELTED.
I WAS SO PROUD.
I rewarded myself with three hours of random Internet surfing, the whole while, ignoring the pile of water bottles next to my laptop.
Pshh clear plastic and invisibility. Same thing.
Except they're yelling in my brain.
Don't throw us out. We're your friends. Remember Bob the Water Bottle?
Well...
Look you'd have to stand up. You'd have to walk all the way down to the garage and throw it into the recycling bin.
THE GARAGE IS DARK. THERE ARE MONSTERS. YOU WILL DIE.
I--
Don't even think about it. Think of all the memories. You see those words written on to our souls? Those song lyrics? What's going to happen to them when you throw us out? THEY WILL DIE WITH US.
D:
Plus, you suck at everything, and you'd drop us. So many times.
Okay, that's true. I literally drop everything with every other step. It's really bad.
Hey, carrying empty water bottles is a lot harder than it looks.
Maybe I should actually throw them out and stop talking to them.
OH YOU THOUGHT THOSE WERE MADE UP CONVERSATIONS? NO. WATER BOTTLES CAN TALK TOO.
STOP BEING DISCRIMINATORY.
I'm sorry.
I'll go throw them out and stop being weird now.
RIP Water bottles </3