Does a strong imagination run in the family? What about emotive language? Or is it simply a product of a love for reading that builds the ability to weave a fiery tale?
You be the judge.
Below is a Viber conversation between my sister and I, after someone she met had treated her horribly (and inappropriately). I won’t go into details.
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| Me | I am cocking my eyebrow right now and being all ”oh no you did-t!” Waving my finger in the air | |||||||||
| Sister | Haha! I am all snarly with burning eyes | |||||||||
| Sister | In my mind screaming ”how dare you!” With fire and rage | |||||||||
| Sister | Standing in lava | |||||||||
| Me | Slowly starting to hover above the ground while your hair whips about your face? | |||||||||
| Me | And lightning strikes? | |||||||||
| Sister | And whipping up a fire storm | |||||||||
| Me | And the ground starts shaking and splitting | |||||||||
| Sister | While an inferno streams out of my mouth | |||||||||
| Sister | Cackling madly | |||||||||
| Me | With a low guttural roar that gets louder until glass shatters? | |||||||||
| Sister | Until the crescendo and everything is razed to the ground and nothing is left | |||||||||
| Me | Except ashes… | |||||||||
| Sister | A vast wasteland. Then I can pull my hood up and walk slowly away amidst the falling ash | |||||||||
| Me | HAHAHAHAHA I am holding back to urge to lol while at my desk | |||||||||
| Me | We just concocted an amazing tale just then. I saw it all. | |||||||||
| Sister | Same! I lived it | |||||||||
| Me | The hood thing really pulled it together | |||||||||
| Sister | Haha. I feel better now that I have had my imaginary fire-storm | |||||||||
in Creative Wilderness 