Yellow

I silently stared at the white ceiling above me as I laid in bed.

Today was a weird day. I had never had so many thoughts and questions floating around in my mind before, and the sudden influx made my head hurt. Luckily I was currently laying on the best thing in the entire world. It made the pain in my head a little less bad.

The walk home was different today. Instead of wandering around the place and following the movement rules as they popped up, I sometimes stopped to watch the blobs that occasionally appeared around me.

Some of them turned to watch me too, while others completely ignored me. And then there were the ones that saw me and walked the other way—an action I didn’t understand, but I knew it made me feel bad.

Feeling bad from something other than my thoughts—another thing I hadn’t felt until today. It made me realize that being able to see the blobs was probably not a completely good thing.

If seeing other blobs also makes me feel bad sometimes, then it’s probably best that I don’t see them at all.

I paused, a feeling of déjà vu crawling over me.

For some reason, I was sure that I thought something similar before—some place, some time, a long long time ago.

My aversion to them wasn’t sudden. At first I was curious about them, but the longer they existed and the longer I observed them, the longer I came to realize that I didn’t like them all too much.

At first it started with the blobs looking at me before walking a different direction, but then there were blobs that sometimes bumped into me and walked away as if they hadn’t just done that, and other times, I found a blob staring at me for far too long—something that made me a bit uncomfortable.

I didn’t like it. I didn’t like them. Why did they have to act like that? I understood that it was only some of the blobs that did these things, but I rather not have any of it happen to me at all.

Why do these blobs have to exist? I wondered, and why did Emuru want me to see them? It was fine when she was the only blob I saw, but now that there’s so many, it makes it more troublesome to deal with. Not only do they fill my head with all these thoughts when I’m trying to go to sleep, but they also do these things that make me not happy.

I stared at the white ceiling above me again.

Sleep… Yes, I should get some sleep, I told myself.

Shaking my head once more to clear my thoughts, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

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When I woke up, I only had one thing on my mind.

I want to see what I look like.

I quickly got out of bed and walked through the black wall, but was stopped when I saw a blob waiting outside with a piece of paper in its hands. It stares at me for a moment, and when I stare back at it, two black dots and a line appear to make its face. It seemed to be opening its mouth and saying something to me, but for some reason I couldn’t hear what it said.

That’s how it was with all these blobs. Even after staring at them for long enough to see their face, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t make out what they were saying. The only exception seemed to be Emuru.

The expression on this blob was also strange. They had a frown on it, but just like the blob from yesterday, their eyes were different which meant that this blob wasn’t sad.

What emotion was this blob feeling? I wondered, and what did it want to say to me?

Whatever it was, the blob was making me feel bad so I decided to ignore it. However, when I walked past them, they turned away and placed the paper on the white wall outside my house.

Well that was rude, I thought.

But I had more important things to do today other than being inconvenienced by another blob. Today I got to see Emuru again, and the thought of it made me excited in an unfamiliar kind of way.

Setting off, I once again make the decision to break my tradition and head in the same direction for the third day in a row. The tradition only existed to keep me entertained anyway, and Emuru was by far the most entertaining thing I saw. As long as I got to keep seeing her, it didn’t seem to matter to me how many days in a row I would be walking in the same direction.

When I finally reached the place where we usually met however, I looked around in confusion as I noticed she wasn’t here.

That’s weird, I thought as I followed a movement rule that told me to sit down on something, maybe she’ll come later.

I looked around the place at the countless blobs that seemed to love to swarm this area in particular. They appeared to like to gather more than blobs in the other locations inside ‘not home’, and it was more common to see groups of 3 or more of them here.

I wonder why that’s so, I silently pondered, perhaps it’s because they want to see Emuru too.

I shook that thought out of my mind after realizing how stupid that sounded. The only one here because of Emuru was me after all.

I continued staring around at the sea of blobs mingling about.

Maybe being around blobs isn’t so bad, I thought.

Other than the weird blob outside my home, I hadn’t had any interaction with the blobs today that made me feel bad yet. The lack of negative experiences with them made them a bit more tolerable than I had originally thought last night.

“Nanashi!” I hear a familiar voice call out as I turn to see Emuru making her way through the blobs.

For a moment I didn’t recognize her. She wasn’t blue anymore, but rather, today she was a different shade of color entirely.

Today she was yellow.

“I’m sorry I’m late, I nearly forgot to bring the mirror with me,” she explained as she sat down next to me, seemingly pulling a round object out of thin air. “Well?” she asked, “are you ready to see what you look like?”

The excitement I felt was so great, it made me forget to question why she was yellow today as I eagerly nodded my head.

“Here we go!” she says, pulling the round object in front of me as I gasp upon seeing myself for the first time.

…I was a blob.