I laid on my bed surveying my room. Now that I thought about it, my room has so many memories. There's the thousand pictures of my friends and family on my mirrors and scattered on all my surfaces. I rolled over to look at Derek's face staring back at me next to my alarm clock. I smiled. Wow it's already 8:30. Slept in again. I sat up and tried to straitened my messy bed head. I quickly brushed my hair and grabbed a t-shirt and shoved my head into it. I selected a tighter pair of jeans that I owned. I have an amazing body, I have long slender legs a skinny body without being too skinny. My hair though.....
I may have an amazing body and I could get a hundred guys with it. But they'd be interested in the body only. So I hide my body
A prickling at the back of my neck gave me the sense that I was being watched again. I looked out the only window in my room. Seeing nothing I was still unsatisfied I walked closer so I could see all of the scenery. From one end of the block to the other.
My house was a decent sized yellow house. There were two pine trees out front. I lived in this house all my life.
Sometimes this big house was too big. Living alone with my dad was easy going though. My friends are always complaining about how their mum and them got in a fight just last night. I luckily don't have to deal with fighting :) when I was younger my mom not being around was tough. Especially when we'd make Mother's Day cards in class. Father's Day was easier but not by much.....
"Persephone breakfast is ready!" My dad shouted from downstairs. I opened my door and ran downstairs.
"Morning dad!" I greeted him, I looked at him and saw that he had gotten older. Since he was a single dad raising a teenage daughter I was carefully not to be a complete handful for him. He was tall
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Historical FictionI remember the day I woke up. Not woke up as in I had been asleep. But as in I saw the world for what it really was. A dark place with danger lurking in every shadow. Behind every season a deadly god is the cause. The day I "woke up" was the day I...