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"i wander helpsessly rendering in his thoughts and memories that linger in my mind with no other place to go. i try so hard to let be what they only can be and forever will be.....the past. as i stagger into remembering the immortal shock of his hand somehow always finding its way to mine, and the spark of his lips as they pressed to mine. thinking these things bring me back to hearing him say my name "Marie" sent chills down my spine. As these feelings come back i fall into the trance of his fixed gaze, the smile on his face that seems to brighten the day no matter the weather."
"No matter the pain i feel remenencing in the thought of him,i still somehow have the strength to fake a smile for those who cant,couldnt,or shouldnt possibly know; if they do they would surely use it to their own gain somehow to humiliate me."Soon the feeling of utter guilt and remorse pours into me like hot metal for giving into the memories and letting them set in my head and jump around refusing to stop.I cant help but to think back to the most moving memory that peaked my interest, i can picture it now sitting there in my best friends room him next to me singing. i hang onto every word he directed to me; i nearly melted hearing his voice that i miss so much.times like this make me wonder "Am i just lost in a dream i swore id never have?"
As I wake up and look at the time I remember im still at school and it only first period. (even though it feels like forever). I slide down in my seat and wait for the bell to ring. As soo as I hear it I grab my things and head fo the door wishing today would just hurry up and be over already. As i walk toward the door the "Blonde bitches" shove their way in front of me. The "Blonde bitches" as I call them are Melina, Samantha and Amanda, they are adored by everyone no matter what they do. I swear they have all of the teachers in the palm of their hands like a bunch of vooh dooh doll, if they are ever late the teachers just tell them "Atleast you came to learn, it doesnt matter the time" and then they tell them how "amazing" their outfits are. As i see the kid they pushed me into is quite agetated and frustrated about how his life is and why his day has turned into a mess i moved away from him quickly. Dont ask how i know this cause frankly....im not sure. Ever since my mom and dad died ive felt the ever so light pressence im not alone, but iIjust brush it off and pretend it not there, not wanting to end up known as the "kooky girl believing in "ghost" or "spirits". The only one that knows about this is my bestfriend, Eliza, I tell her almost everything. Somethings I keep to myself though, like how long before my mom passed she had told me i had a gift. which, since i was only 10 or 11, didnt mean much to me. I just figured she was either off her meds or drunk, thinking I, of all people, had a "gift" and that I can sense between good and evil and see the futer and past?? Hell no!
I quickly darted out of the room and head to my next class, science. Which im fairly good at...when i try of course. As iItake my seat and take out our notes for studying, im back in my dream world of "him". No one should about him although im sure alot already do. His name is Shiloh, hes my bestfriend's half brother, how we met is a vey strange story, and so amazingly magical no words could explain. Me and eliza were at a party in the 7th grade, we didnt know each other; had no idea we even existed. we were swimming in the pool when I saw her talking to one of my other frIends, jeramy, so I decided to go over and maybe interrupt long enough to get jeramy to explain what he was doing earlier but .. well i guess that didnt turn out that way. As soon I went and started talking to them jeramy left to talk to his buddies and hit on some girls there. So me and eliza started talking and joking around the whole time, we didnt even pay attention to the time. When we finnaly stopped laughing, about only god knows what, she had to go. We walked outside, skipping over the stones like little kids, until we made our way to the front of the house were her car was waiting. We said our goodbyes and she got in the car. She started saying something when someone in the back seat caught my eye he was so stunning it almost made me faint. I dont know what did it the more, his radiant blonde hair or those beautiful , "make you want to stare at him all day" blue eyes that seem to peirce through me like a warm knife through butter. I was so lost in his gaze i didnt even notice eliza introducing me to her parents and family members, all i heard was "and this is shiloh"..
