Sometimes i picture myself being kissed in a very romantic place. fireworks erupt in the skies that light the dark.The waves that crashed in the sand and how the wind whipped my hair,as i kissed the guy i love.
but no..
I pushed him hard as I can. I wiped my lips with back of my hand,disgusted. I always think that first kiss is magical,where you can feel the butterflies in your stomach,and when his lips came down to mine,you feel tingly like I said reality cam crash down on to me. I feel nothing. I can't even look at him,the guy i use to like is not in front of me, he's not him.
Maybe because i always picture him as a sweet person,the perfect guy the kiss my sorrows away. all this time,i've been creating just my imagination. He's not the guy I liked.
I glared at everything but him. I can feel the fury coursing through my veins. I feel mad at him,not him but me. Before he speak, I cut him of. " I hate you"
People say that hate is a very strong word and it's opposite to love,but I feel a strong anger towards him. I just hate him.
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oh-oh. Our Cassidy gets mad. this is the first strong emotion she showed omg. :) my baby is growing up lol! :)
~Vanity x
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She's Invisible
Short StoryIn every school, there's a girl whom you barely notice or may never notice. She is always a nobody to everyone.She doesn't speak much and she is would rather be alone. A girl you won't take a second look perhaps she's invisible to you. A story abou...
