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At school: *Can't write my stories because they're 'Inappropriate'.

At school: *Can't write my stories because they're 'Inappropriate'.
On Witty: Screw you school these people understand creativity.

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posted June 15, 2013 at 1:18pm UTC tagged with school, stories, funny

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Chapter 8 On the way to his house we talked about everything. It was so nice just to have a normal conversation with someone. I'd never had anyone to talk too, so it was great to be able to tell Max the things i'd kept bottled up inside of me. We spoke about relationships, and it turned out that he'd had quite a few girlfriends, but it didn't bother me, just made him more intriguing. After about 15 minutes we arrived at his flat. It was nice, small, but very tidy and clean inside. Amazing pieces of art covered the walls. "Did you draw these yourself?" I wondered. "Yeah, it's just a hobby of mine I guess. You like them?" He replied. "Wow, I think they're amazing, you have a real talent." I said smiling at him. He thanked me and smiled back. "Do you want a drink or something?" He quiried. "I'm ok thanks, I think I might just go to bed, 'm so tired, it's been such a hectic day." I said with bags under my eyes. "Ah ok, yeah you could probably do with a good nights sleep, you can sleep in the spare room if you want, it's the second on the right up the stairs. Oh and if you look in the wadrobe there are some old clothes of mine, you can use them as pijamas if you want." He said, I could hardly believe how nice he was being. "Thank you so much, I really appreciate everything you've done for me today." I said gratefully. "Ah it's alright, looks like I showed up just in the nick of time, good night Rhi." He said, as we stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Good night Max" I replied, as I went on tip-toes and kissed him softly on the cheek, and smiled. I walked up the stairs and found the spare room easily. I looked in the tall wooden wadrobe in the corner of the room for some clothes. I picked up some neatly folded button up shirts and shorts, and changed into them quickly. I turned the lights down and crept between the soft sheets on the bed. It was so warm and comfortable, the pillow was fluffy and the duvet so fresh and clean. It reminded me of when Mum was alive. She'd always make the bed so comfortable, and tuck me at night, with some milk and a good night kiss. Fond memories. I dont think i've ever felt so happy.
Chapter 9 I woke up screaming. I was having vivid nightmares about my uncle. Him coming up to me and putting his hand to my throat and squeezing, and not letting go until I'd finally run out of air. I was sweating and the duvet was on the floor due to my constant tossing and turning. I had obviously been crying in the night, as my pillow was soaked and my eyes were hurting. Any reminder of that foul man seemed to bring me to tears. Max ran in, alerted by my screams. "Rhi, are you ok!? I heard screaming!" He said as he rushed over to me. "Yeah, I'm fine I think, I just had a bad dream that's all..." I said sobbing slightly. "About him?" He asked. "Yes... I just can't get it out of my head." I replied, upset. "Don't worry, you're safe here with me." He said. " I know it's just...." I burst into tears before I could finish my sentence. "Nawh it's alright, it's ok Rhi I'm here." He came and sat on the bed next to me and cuddled me, hushing me and comforting me like no one ever had before. He rocked me gently in his arms, I felt so secure. He held me for such a long time until I was nearly asleep again. He gently rested my head on the pillow and put the duvet on me. "Everythings ok Rhi." He said. As he was about to leave the room, I felt him kiss me on the lips gently. His soft lips pressed against mine, it felt so good, like a fire igniting deep inside of me, something sparked, and I felt alive again. He smiled and crept out of the room, turning out the lights. I smiled, and fell asleep again, only this time, it would be him in my thoughts. I didn't plan to feel like this, but, I love Max...

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