Serena
The tiếp theo day, I sat at the same table.
When I glanced up at him, he was looking at me too, indecision and frustration written all over his face.
I looked down quickly, and went back to deciphering the laminated wood grain.
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The rest of school dragged bởi very slowly, and bởi the final bell, I was already hurrying out of the Biology lab.
As I exited the main building, I immediately felt someone was staring at me. I'd always been able to tell when there was someone was looking at me, I was weird that way.
I turned, and in the chẻ, phân chia, split một giây that I caught Shaun's dark eyes, I was sure my vital functions stopped. I was rooted to the spot, paralysed. When he broke his gaze, I was able to di chuyển again.
Shaun
I was curious, admittidly. My eyes were trained on her back, when, to my astonishement, she turned towards me and caught me staring.
Strange.
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Like normal, I was sitting in Dr Martinez's office, but, the difference being this: like yesterday, I was telling her everything, and unsure of my motivations for doing so.
Much later, I was supposed to be doing some English essay, but in truth, I had no idea what I was nghề viết văn about.
There are things bạn do not ask for, and they are often the very thing that bạn most need.
Life is like that. It goes on, regardless of where bạn are, hoặc what has happened to you.
The tiếp theo day, I sat at the same table.
When I glanced up at him, he was looking at me too, indecision and frustration written all over his face.
I looked down quickly, and went back to deciphering the laminated wood grain.
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The rest of school dragged bởi very slowly, and bởi the final bell, I was already hurrying out of the Biology lab.
As I exited the main building, I immediately felt someone was staring at me. I'd always been able to tell when there was someone was looking at me, I was weird that way.
I turned, and in the chẻ, phân chia, split một giây that I caught Shaun's dark eyes, I was sure my vital functions stopped. I was rooted to the spot, paralysed. When he broke his gaze, I was able to di chuyển again.
Shaun
I was curious, admittidly. My eyes were trained on her back, when, to my astonishement, she turned towards me and caught me staring.
Strange.
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Like normal, I was sitting in Dr Martinez's office, but, the difference being this: like yesterday, I was telling her everything, and unsure of my motivations for doing so.
Much later, I was supposed to be doing some English essay, but in truth, I had no idea what I was nghề viết văn about.
There are things bạn do not ask for, and they are often the very thing that bạn most need.
Life is like that. It goes on, regardless of where bạn are, hoặc what has happened to you.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
hoặc I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told bởi hidden scars
Unable to hiển thị themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
hoặc I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told bởi hidden scars
Unable to hiển thị themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
The Writer Behind the Words
I thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
hoặc protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
hoặc protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
