Happy

Happy struggles now. Depression is assaulting her, but she’s fighting back. Happy reminds everyone that it’s okay to share her joy and good feeling. Happy wants people to go outside and walk in nature, to turn off the news and stop worrying about who is running things. Happy says, “I’m okay.”

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

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  1. Happy? Did you say “Happy?” Who the hell names their baby happy. The names those idiot celebrities give to their babies are crazy. How about “Apple?” And then there’s “North West!” Anyway, they named their daughter Happy and she was anything but happy her entire bloomin’ life. She was a miserable child; a miserable teenager; and is now a miserable adult female. That puss of hers is always pulled downward as if by gravity. The corners of her mouth? You guessed it – down! Who the heck wants to hang out with someone like that? It’s draining and debilitating. It sucks you in and depresses you. There isn’t a positive bone in her stupid bod. No one wants to spend any time with her. Her parents don’t even like being around her. She looks as if she swallowed something sour all the time. Her mouth is always pursed as if she sucked on a lemon. Get outta here girl. You are way too much of a downer to hang with.

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