❝It was a secret I never
thought I was keeping... ❞
❝Like an...oblivious secret❞
or
In which a bright young
girl who was always
curious of the little things
felt alone and unloved,
until she shared thos...
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"For an independent girl as yourself, you do know how to get in trouble."
･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.
Another day in school, and I, as of now, have a premonition that this will not be superior to yesterday. Most particularly for Anne, having said the'mice' occurrence. I was astounded that it took them that long to reveal the significance behind it. As though it couldn't deteriorate, we were harassed by Billy Andrews and Josie Pye for being orphans. If you were to ask me, they merit one another. Their character is no different than each other.
Also, I likewise misjudged Diana; her excellent appearance mirrors her character; lovely. I have quite the propensity for assuming one's character on the spot, which consistently turns out to be false. I'm glad it is. I generally expect they have an awful character.
I attempted to be more friendly yesterday, to escape my usual range of familiarity, and how about we simply say it was an all-out come-up short, fail, to be more clear. Social isn't, by and large, the word I would generally portray myself as, or even the possibility of being social has never truly happened to me...
☀︎︎ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆
Strolling alone in the forested areas isn't the most comfortable sensation. I couldn't say whether it's simply me and my unspeakable events that drove me to dread such things, yet the world is getting increasingly defenseless. You can't fault a young lady for being wary. Can you?
On my way to the schoolhouse, I heard a branch snap, which frightened me and my several feelings of trepidation. I looked behind and saw emptiness. As I went to look forward, I hopped, seeing Billy Andrews remaining before me. Gradually walking towards me, he says, "Hey little doggy," drawing closer to me by the second.
You're not the dog I was expecting, but you know what, I'm going to put you on something. You're superior to that other orphan. No need to be flattered; you're as yet one of the most noticeably awful people in school. That will be our little secret. Dog. "he clutches my arm firmly.
I'm shaking with fright, realizing that history is repeating itself. I pushed every dread I had away and reacted to his hugely offensive judgment.
How could you say such things about Anne? Take a gander at yourself in the mirror, and perhaps you'll track down the opportune individual to whom you can say your ghastly put-downs. Likewise, expecting that you are more inconceivable than us all since you're some wealthy boy who probably hasn't experienced even a solitary battle in life simply makes your sense of self ridiculous. Before you remark such considerations about somebody, maybe you should know their background story first. " I usually don't say my kind of insulting thoughts aloud, but he crossed a line, a line that I didn't know was placed. I tend to bottle up all my thoughts and emotions. Now, I guess it is too full to carry...
