-Martin's POV-
It've been a week since the Ghost-trauma. I had to spend one day at the hospital, Baki two.
Simon hasen't come back from the hospital yet. Ghost've gotten suspention for a month.
I can imagine his hair. His light-brown hair, hidden away by his oversized watermelon beanie. The way he blushes when I look at him; and the blushing only making his brown, chocolathe eyes sparkle even more. Even a man dead inside could smile, looking into his eyes.
His eyes represents hope. His eyes represents all the beauty of the world.
I shouldn't feel like this. But who can control it?
I know I can't.
Without Simon, I feel depressed. If I walk in the halls, I have a hoodie over my head and sunglasses on, looking down. People've stopped trying to interract with me. But if I look up, I see them all staring at me. Some of them have worry in their eyes. Those are the people that still care about me.
Then there are other people. The people who gives me looks of agner or pity.
Everything changed to fast. I felt like I had the perfect life. Now... I don't even know. And it all changed because of a bump in the hall. It's crazy how small things and acts makes such big difference.
The world is filled with selfish-ness and pity, anger and fighting over pretentious things.
War, starving, abuse...
Letting horrible things happen to such pure, innocent people.
The world is fucked up.
Am I pitying myself?
(A/N: Hi guyssss
So that was deep.
This capter is really short because it's 2 am atm, so I'm tireeeed and I didn't really know what to write but yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!
I'll write a new chapter for tomorrow that'll be longer! :3
Have any ideas for the chapter? Feel free to share them with me :)
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