NIKKO
The hateful trees swung in the wind; their shadows crept along the wall and climbed onto me. They engulfed me and enveloped me. I was consumed and held captive to their charming words.Here I am, sitting with no idea of what I'm doing on this damn earth. Some said I was depressed, some say I was insane. But I was neither, I just got it before they did.
The bell rang ending my class. I was relieved. We were in the middle of an exam that I knew I wasn't doing well on. Believe it or not that was the only bad part of my day. I loved life. It took care of me and in return, I loved it. Life gave me many things. My little sister Isabell, my family, and shelter. I knew there was one more thing but I couldn't say it. I shook my head. But I couldn't shake her from my vision. She stood out. Besides, I couldn't help it. Her long black hair fell perfectly onto her shoulders. She turned around and I stared straight down at my paper. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a pair of sparkling eyes. The one thing I hated though, was time. Time was a thief and a murder. It took, but never gave. It took my mother and in return.... gave me nothing.
I walked outside to lunch. The sun shone through the windows reflecting in shapes and patterns. Then I smelt it, an odor that crawled into my brain and stabbed it to death. It left my eyes watering. We called it "Hell in a hand basket". The teachers liked to call it "Lunch." I sat down with my (food?) and reached into my bag. Then I realized that something was different. My bag was...... Girlified ! I looked into the bag and saw a pink notebook, pictures with a cute chubby baby, and a T-T-T-TA-MPON!!!!
I was already freaking out but then I sealed my fate, I slowly read the word a loud: L-I-L-Y. Oh jeez. This is it. My life is over. My cheeks burst red and I close the bag. Wait, if I have hers does that mean that she has mine? I look across the room and see Lily looking through her bag with a confused face.
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Shadows
HorrorColor, love, a cute girl in my class... Gone. Taken away from me from darkness itself. It shows no mercy and has no pain. Without end or beginning, and yet, what I fear most is myself
