(Updated version: you are knife)

You were sitting in the woods in the rain crying. You weren’t in a good position. You were made fun of by trophy yet again and you decided to just sit in the forest and think. Suddenly you name gets called. It was microphone and pickle. Those two were your best friends and the ones you’ve helped cheer up without asking for anything in return. You had never talked about you emotions to them and wasn’t sure if you should. So like any person, you completely ignored them.