I woke up but I stayed inside my room all day. Everything that happened yesterday kept me in shock. I still don't believe its true. My mind is still processing it all.
KNOCK KNOCK!
It startled me I quietly and slowly made my way to the door. Should I open it? Is it them? What do I say?
"Hailee, are you okay you didn't come to breakfast?" Said Yukio
I smile happily like nothing is wrong. "Am fine!" I write
"Hailee...is this about what happened yesterday?" He asked nicely and politely.
I get nervous but answer him. I nod my head yes. I can't lie to him, he was nice enough just coming to check on me.
"May I come in?" Yukio asked.
I nod yes. He walks in and I close the door.
"WOW amazing, you have so many instruments!" He says excitingly.
I write "ya, I always love making music it's really fun and claiming."
"That's so cool Hailee!" He says, "can you really play all these instruments?"
I nod yes. I learned to play when I was little, my parents had taught me and I had teachers too. I always was interested in music because it was another escape from me.
"Hay, Hailee, if you're going to hide away in here all day, can I join you we can make it a HIDEAWAY day, what do you say?" He asked.
I pondered it and made up my mind. Yes, I answer by nodding and smiled happily. I don't really want to be alone because am always alone. For the whole day we stayed in my room just talking. It was fun! We have so much in common! He loves Ramon I love Ramon! He loves music I love music! He finds art interesting so do I!
"I better go late." He says.
I write "okay" then he did something I didn't expect!
"One more thing before I go..." he kisses me on the lips! I stand there frozen. When our lips part he leaves me there still wondering what had happened, still processing what he had just done.
I go to bed still feeling his warmth on my lips and thinking about this hole day of HIDEAWAY...
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Is There Hope
RomanceHi my name is Hailee James Conklin, but you can just call me Hail that's what most people call me. Anyway am going to tell you a story about my life. Well my mom and dad died long ago. They were murdered one night on a very special day I rather not...