User talk:Covu

"I can hear them up there... they are talking. Or; at least, doing something moving maybe. its icy cold and ere and yet calm/calming at the same time. There there and I know they are. I know they are up there. I'm not crazy I couldn't be. I am still merely a kid almost, in one way or another. I know I don't have a mental disorder or I would well know of it by now. then again, would I; and am I just hearing things in my kooky little childish mind." I think about this for a while, as I take another strip of bacon and bit off a chunk going on to another subject. "uhhagh" I fake a gag in my head " this stuff tastes bloody almost, or does it, nope never mind just me" I say to myself. after being a vegetarian for over a year at the ages of 12 to 13, you never really gt over the thought of eating another animal with the same rights (at least in my mind) as us. It just doesn't feel quite right.