DIGITAL VANDALISM

As far as I can remember, the only person I ever saw was not a person at all. It was an orange goop with a translucent body. I had many questions when I first met this non-person person. I assume you might have had a few too, but they don’t get resolved—no matter how much time passes. I thought all I needed was a search engine. I could type in the questions, and I’d have a database of answers. Yeah, none of that is real. There is no search engine. Not even a regular engine. Maybe that’s why I have to walk everywhere on foot. Which reminds me—there’s no footwear either. That’s bizarre. No shoes. No slippers. Not even that monstrosity perpetuated by the leg-cover called Crocs. "Hey, Candy! Are you spinning out again?" Yeah. I was. Though I believe it was a pretty linear direction of thoughts—as far as thoughts go. They live in this large forest with enormous coniferous trees. I used to think I was the tallest entity in the entire thought bubble. But then I saw those trees ...

 I leaned back from my chair to have a better look at my sister who sat on a bean bag, a few feet away from my desk. “Hey Devora!” I shouted towards her, cupping my hands in vain. “Shut up, Sharlay” she replied, without offering a glance-worth attention to my greeting. “So, you are still playing, right?” I asked. She was busy fiddling with a pea popped from its cover. I assumed she absentmindedly picked it up from the vegetable basket which Mom kept by her side.  Eat your carrots , Daisy, she had said. A typical day in our life together. Boring and fun, simultaneously.  “How about Devora and Sharlay have a sword fight today? Can Devora beat this fierce ruby studded sword?” I spoke, while I braggingly swayed a jelly-red carrot towards her. Daisy was quick in her actions-she grabbed my ruby sword a.k.a. carrot in her fist and analysed it for its imperfections. For a second, I believed that she did have extensive knowledge of edible weapons and ammunitions. Then, she handed...