Quotes added on Sunday, January 15 2012

Q: Why do we have to take all classes even if we don't like them?

A: Because they just want us to know them so we can teach our kids because someday teachers are going to retire or kids wont like them so they wil leave!!!

Format by Sandrasaurus

In a New Light Sequel
Revealed
11
I slammed the door to my house and ran out into the pouring rain.
We lived on the beach front so the beach was basically my back yard.
I made it a few feet before I collapsed on the sand.
Sadness and grief washing over me.
I just pushed him away.
I did it because I didn’t want him to get hurt.
The only person that was allowed to get hurt was me.
I sat up and wrapped my arms around myself. Rain drops mixed in with my tears and ran down my cheeks.
“Wow. She’s so important even the weather cries when she does.”
I turned around as far as my sitting position would go.
The girl with the strawberry blonde hair stood before me.
Her hair stuck to her face and her eyes were narrowed.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked and stood up.
“Don’t play games with me,” She rolled her eyes. “I know what kind of person you are.”
“What kind of person am I?” I asked quietly.
“You’re loved. Everyone loves you. And you love that, that feeling of being wanted. You have a perfect life.” She shrugged.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I shook my head and looked away.
“I don’t?! You came here, and you were accepted. I’ve never seen Trish want to befriend someone so fast.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” I replied.
This girl had no idea how wrong she was.
“It has to do with everything! Do you have any idea how long it took for them to even talk to me? Then you show up and it’s so easy for you…”
That’s it…
I jumped up and walked toward her.
“My life is not as nice as it looks.” I said loudly.
“Yeah, okay.” She said sarcastically.
“How could you just stand there and judge me like that?”
“Because I’m jealous of you!” She said finally.
My mouth fell open.
Jealous? Me of all people?
“Oh, so you want a mom who’s in rehab and a dad who’s dead? You want people to look at you like you’re the grim reaper because your dad killed someone in the same accident that killed him? You want to be in love and then have to give it all up just to keep him safe? You want to be on some psycho’s kill list, having to look over your shoulder every five minutes?"
“I-I…” Her eyes were wide with surprise and a little fear.
“Yeah. That’s what I thought.”

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