" After a year in therapy, my psychiatrist said to me, 'maybe life isn't for everyone.' " - Larry Brown. My teacher reads out loudly from some script. Larry Brown, one of my favourite authors of all time, but, of course, Harper Lee always comes first.
The man who, and i quote, said: "you never really understand a man until you consider things from his point of view... Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it."
I want to be like him, writing books, so magnificent, so beautifully.
Writing books is my dream.
But maybe also like John Green. Really touching people's hearts. Or ripping them to shreds for that part.
I go to Kingsman college, NYC. A quite big college. I go to Writer's class, studying to become an author. As you may have already guessed. I also have Art and Music classes. I am probably what you'd call, an "artsy student". Funny, putting a name to everything so we humans may finally understand what everything means."Lucy, who wrote this":
"I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before i killed him."
"Easy", i said, "Edgar Allen Poe"
"From what book?"
"The tell tale heart."
"See class, this is why Lucy is my favourite student."
"Fuck you kiss ass." I hear Jenny screaming from the back at me.
See, to me. My teacher in writer's class isn't exactly "smart". And thanks to these comments he always lays in class i get bullied. Or atleast i want to believe these are one of the major reasons to why.
YOU ARE READING
Jet black heart//Michael
Fanfiction"He's the exact opposite of me, and maybe that's what attracts me."