"Oh my gosh! What type of dream is that! Arg!!! Having the same dream for sooooo many consecutive nights, its like DYINGGGGG!!!"
With fizzy black hair and a polka dots pajamas, I sat up straight on my bead, looking totally insane and crazy, together with my annoyed expression. The moment I turned my head to look at the clock, i frozed...
ITS ALREADY 7.30!!!!!
I jumped out of bed, but seems like fortune is not on my side today - I tripped on my bolster and fell flat on my face. (My room is very messy and my bolster is on the floor). Holding in my anger, i rushed downstairs to see that my brother has already left!
"Why didn't he wake me up!" was the frustrated and angry voice of my soul. I ran out of the house without even eating my breakfast.
"You are going to get it later, bro! I am going to kill you later!"
That was my first deadly and threatening vow on a fine perfect morning on the first day of school.
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Starry Night
Teen FictionThat was the night, when I met him; The first time I mange to face him after I knew who he was. Hate was swelling up in me, tears were swarming down my cheeks. How I wished that I wasn't like that; How I wish that I could look at him straight in the...
