What have I done? I thought to myself. I let this man go. I let him leave. He didn't even say goodbye. No kiss. Nothing. I knew if Khi would ever come I would need to change completely. The only thing stopping me is "how". How someone so broken, as I, can fix herself? Khi has tried it with me for way too long. I think it time I leave, my time here is done.
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I'm so excited that Khi is coming home. It's been so weird living here. This women never comes out from her bedroom. I can only imagine what the hell she looks like now. And if you're wondering how school, that's a whole different story. I bet you're also wondering about White boy too. I don't know. I don't see him around anywhere anymore. I mean one thing did happen between us. It happened last week.
I was walking around school, just dragging my feet to lunch. Like I really didn't want to go because I hate school. I've been walking to and from school since this lady is not leaving her room at all.
So it all happened like this. I walked in and sat in my seat. As I sat I felt like I was being watched. Like come on, all I wanted to do was put my head down and sleep. So I did. As I slept I heard a voice my soul was yearning to listen to.
"You know someone's gonna take a picture of you or draw on your face" he said quietly. I didn't realize I was holding my breath. So I picked up my head to look at him. For some reason today he looked fine. Like damnnn. He cut his hair in a way Justine Bieber did but better. Nice and slick. His dark brown hair made me itch to rub my hands through them. His eyes were beautiful. I have never seen a white boy with beautiful greyish and silverfish eyes. As I kept starting-
"Omg"
"What" I said feeling my heart race. My voice losing control.
"You look cute when you wake up from sleep. You hair sticking to your cute cheeks" he said turning red. I never knew seeing a guy like him blush make me feel weak looking at him. I turned away from him, because I couldn't I understand this. How could someone so good looking like him suddenly think I'm cute? Is he fucking blind? Sweet lord.
"Weren't you doing something like ignoring me white boy?"
"Why are you doing this? Do you have a boyfriend? Do you always have to call me white boy? Damn at least ask for my name, instead of calling me white boy. I ain't racist, nor do I have a problem with African American women. So since you wanna be so childish, I leave you alone." With that he left.
I realized I made a big mistake when I went home and cried. Because Khi is already gone and now him. I wished I had someone to hug me tell me what to do next. I wanted to apologize to white boy. I wanted to know his name, but this is new. Feeling for a guy like him, not because he's white but because im different. A guy like him should be with a skinny chick, I don't care what race.
So ever since then, I haven't seen him around school nor butter fingers which is weird also. So all I do is write, since all I have is the silence as my best friend.
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I do not want go home. To be honest I love my family, I love that I have my brother and sis to tell me how it is but I don't want to go home. Yeah I know I'm being childish and shit but come on. I'm only going because of A.J. when I signed those papers to be her legal guardian I signed them. I should apologize for leaving. Right now I'm at my office. As I was walking in I noticed a few changes. Like the grass is greener. Who am I shitting? Ain't nothing change the place still looks the same. As I walked into my office floor and I noticed it was quite. Hmm I guess no one's here this morning. I looked everywhere until I reached the conference room.
"Now we all know why we are here. Khi has been great with the company, but we need someone who can handle pressure and not run away" my co-workers discussed. I watched and listen to see what John had to say.

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That Girl
RomanceAngela June Anderson was a short girl, not out there in the world; but always looking to be LOVED. That four letter word always hit AJ hard. Through Family, Friends, and Relationships. To AJ it's like life wasn't made out for her. Now she understood...