"Noceur"

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(Logan's POV)

It was 2:00 a.m. and their was no one in hell that i was going back to sleep. I wasn't even tired anymore, i was just done. I didn't want to do this anymore. I didn't want to go the the stupid phantom dimension anymore. I didn't want to go to school anymore. The only thing i wanted to do was watch the stares. That's it. Sounds pretty pathetic, I know.

I made my way out of my bed and tip toed to the window. Once i got there, i opened the window up and pushed out the thin covering. I stepped over, and sat on this little area of the roof.

The area was cleaned, because i had just finished cleaning it this morning. It was a cozy space that i had forgotten about for a bit. I still loved it, nonetheless. But, i wasn't sure what to do as of now. It was quiet and i still had about 4 hours till school..

Hmm.. what to do.. what to do..

"Screw it." I murmured to myself.

I turned towards the ladder that had been placed against the roof and gently, and quietly, began to climb down it quickly. I dropped to the ground with a thud. The i made my way towards a bunch of trees. I always like nature, with flowers, even though I'm tired of working there with my grandparents, maybe if i worked at an outdoor flower garden.. who knows, i shrugged.

Finally I made it! I made it to the trees, good thing i had my phone with me, because I would of gotten bored later on, but for now i can just enjoy it. The sight of everything, the flowers, my house, other houses, the trees, the grass. It was all perfect to me, and i loved it. I guess i'd be considered an aesthete.



~Glossary~

Noceur, noun-
One who stays up late.

Aesthete, adjective-
Someone with deep sensitivity to the beauty of art or nature.

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