Life sometimes is an irregular dance rhythm that gyrates its hips undulating into an unusual flexible method.
My life seems to be one of the messed up dances ever invented.
Like undecided different set of motions combined together.
Its one messed up tale after the other, event after event.*** Hips ouu like Shakira's hips dancing or Beyoncé's oh my! Dum dum hips don't lie. And a one and a two and one two three...left right in and out, right and front****
That's me imagining myself in a dance class with Shakira breakdancing or for some of you belly dancing.
**ouu ah ouu ah there we go I'm doing it yeaahhh.***
(oops I got lost in my thoughts again)
Here's the story of the obsessed.
Yes, I know what you're thinking, total spoiler but am I?
It was at the beginning of high school and I was excited.
Finally, I'm free.
From all the things that pulled me down and won't let me be.
A fresh start. I can turn a full tree not just a leaf.
You must be wondering what I mean by that and what I have to hide.... not now, the past is locked up.
New school, fresh start, here I come.I love this school, why?
Coz they hate it and they are awful. I had good vibes about this.
It's my first independent decision in my fifteen years and I love it.
Glacier High was a really good school gone crusty.
At least to the adults it was...just coz there's fun in it now and that's why I chose it.Exactly by 4pm that evening, I was at the entrance of the dorm gates.
All packed up and ready to enter along with all the other happy school goers who couldn't wait to start.
I was all packed up with every listed school item, no more, no less.
With my mother in the backseat grumbling as she had for the past three hours on the ride there.
It was all Glacier is not this and glacier is not that and my friend said Glacier isn't as good as...(here's the part where I tune her out)
Hmm what can I do here...so much freedom, so much activity.
I love this place already...their ice rink is to die for.
I've always wanted to learn ice skating..
There's a cadet too yippee!! A basketball court, soccer field, baseball field? this is the life.
I'm going to be one busy bee here alright.**hello thanks to y'all for starting this journey with me. The lovers and haters all alike, tell me what you think😰😰...Chao****
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Desire's Chronicle ; nothing special
Teen Fictionlife in the mind of a messes up teen.