What would you do if you were me? I think you would do as I do, keep my secrets buried in my black heart, non reachable for any unauthorised human being. That includes me, or so I wish.
I have started this book without introducing myself, and that makes me wonder, was it my inner demons telling me to stay anonymous or was it my secrets defying me? Right now, I don't know. It's lots of things in this world I don't know, like how to pronounce the world "human". Weird huh? Well, I haven't been to school in six years so I guess that's the reason?
Back to me, black, boring me. When I say black, I don't mean my skin tone, I mean my personality. For five years, I've been called 'the black bird'. This is kind of ironic, since I'm the most pale person in this universe, and I most often keep my pink-ish lips shut. But it's a metaphor, which I like. Metaphors is for people to think about, mysteries to solve in their endless minds. I'm a mystery for most people, basically except for myself. And I would appreciate if it stays that way.
I will call you my friends, because I have no other than you. I had, three years ago, but I failed. I failed big time, and i broke into millions of pieces. So that's why I need you to NOT know me, we will be strangers. And then you won't have to know me, just my secrets. I'm trusting you can help them hide, when I'm tired of this play. But for now, hide and seek is my favourite game, and I have been playing this round for about six years now. Yay.
A/n I hope you like this chapter, any ideas who this mystery person is? I don't.., maybe a clue in next chapter? Take care friends.
Xoxo
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Black Bird
Подростковая литератураI wouldn't really consider myself as 'abnormal', but of course, I'm not like any other teenager. I got my secrets, and I'm not willing to let them slip right out of my fingertips, as I let Carlie do, three years ago.
