Mei and I eat lunch together now
We spend our breaks studying
Or just chatting
She teaches me a bit of Japanese
I teach her a lot of English
But today I'm not in the mood
For giggling in an empty classroom
As she tries to help me pronounce words
While the rest of our 28 classmates
Race and play outside
During our 30 minutes of freedom
No.
I lay my head down on the laminated wood
Of my cold, small desk
As soon as the bell rings
Because my heart feels brittle
And my stomach feels like an ice box
I think about Zaina
I think about pilaf and cookies
And of tales told in pillow forts
I think about the perfume Aunt Eevie wears
I think about Miho's stripy shirts
And his Converse sneakers
The way he never really said much
But was always there with us
I lay there
And let my thoughts
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Savor The Moonlight - Book 1 | ✔
Historia Corta[completed] Harmony is empty. She doesn't speak out, nor does she do anything that could possibly spark her father and step mother's rage. Besides, isn't it better to stay quiet than to deal with the fall-out caused by expressing h...
