Some stuff
Okay well. Since i am really bored,
i decided to type on here a little something i wrote during school.
Just a little Thing with my day.
'I could feel the remenants of yesterday's eyeliner caked on my eyes, it was a strange, alien feeling to me. the current of the 500 hallway had me floating torward my destination, thousands of feelings crushing me like waves. People brushing against me, girls laughting, boys pushing, Couples perched next to lockers surronded by that unreachable Aura... I wouldnt be affectable as long as i remained invisible, something that used to be easy till He had moved here. He had pulled me from my world, his hand closed around mine, each of us had a power over the other, and each a weakness. But now. He is gone and i am alone in this strange sphere he had pulled me into. My thoughts broke as the current ushered me into the 400 hallway, my eyes gliding over the faces of my fellow students - compeneros de clase I was reminded when i spotted Mrs. Amos, our newest Spanish teacher's, room. I sighed as i walked into Mr. Howells AP U.S. history class trying to bind the yearning to just turn around and run to the library where the weight of the world would be lifted from my shoulders as soon as the threshold was crossed and the afflictions of school were all behind me.
I thought of all this as the other Kids came in the class room, dragging, bouncing, hyper, or utterly depressed- rain cloiud over your head as you paced your speed. I will Admit i was part of the Latter most group. Tossing my books to the desk and proping my Sailor moon Schoolbag on the book holder under the desk, it hit me that in all my daydreaming and thoughts i had forgotten to stop by my locker and switch my English books for my history ones. the Late bell rang its finnaly doom, taunting me with is chiming as if saying "Better hope he doesnt call on you Sammi" I sighed and decided to give up on my day, only the library could save me now...'
Tell me what you think.