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I clutched my jacket to me as i walked down the narrow ally to my home. It was near the middle of night in January. I walked quickly, trying to get to a warm place as soon as possible. Living in a city on the water made it very cold in the winter, and having no car did not help. My grip around myself tightened. My teeth chattered, the sound echoing ( Read more... )

She looked around her. Strands of hair flew into her vision with the gentle wind. The long grass of the fields waved lazily in the breeze. The warm air caressed her skin softly. Her eyes closed slowly. Her heel kicked softly against the dark dirt. A small screech emitted from the hinge above her. Her body swayed a bit. Her hair was thrown over each ( Read more... )

Her gaze was met by her own cold, hard, unnerving stare. Her brow was furrowed, her eyes narrow. Her lips were persed and her jaw clenched. She looked away from the stare. She didn't want to see herself. The one not good enough for anyone. The quiet one, the dark one, the lonely one. She heaved a sigh, her facial muscles relaxing a bit. Her eyes ( Read more... )

She yawned as she sat there. Her mind oce again had wandered. She couldn't get her mind off of this new boy. This new junior ho actually, willingly, talked to her. Her dark eyes looked at the teacher... but she wasnt seeing him. They were glazed over with the look of daydreaming. Would the teacher notice? Probably not. Her raven hair blocked all ( Read more... )

She stared out the window, mind void of any true thoughts. The softly falling snow called to her, but she was bound by the chains of school. She rest her chin upon her palm, sighing in boredom. Study hall was by far the worst class invented.

Her reverie was broken by the sound of the door opening. Her head turned almost automatically to it. Her ( Read more... )

why me? why now? upon all that has happened... upon all that is good and bad... why this now? why must i lose sight of all i have worked for now? why must i be so confused, so scared, so alone. i feel as though i can tell no one my thoughts for fear of judgement and loss. i wish so many things, yet i am bound by fear. eternal fear. i write... i ( Read more... )