Terra, sitting on the edge of the lake, was bored. She had nothing in the world to do, so was taking large stones and rolling them across the lake. She was getting bigger each time, and her eyes were starting to glow. One almost made it across the lake in about twenty skips. She sighed and leaned back onto the sandy shore. Her hair was in one long braid down her back, and she was in a yellow and pink bikini. The waves inched up her feet, and she smiled. Her smiled turned into a frown as she talked in her head. I want someone to talk to badly. I wanna yell something out.