y medio. pull up: deleted draft uno

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(a/n: imma repost this hoe for the culture cause I was physic like shit with this hair.)

-zaria

"have a good day everybody." I quickly packed up my items and slung my book bag over my shoulder. I just wanted to get out this class. It was the weekend and I just wanted to spend some time alone.

I was use to being alone. As I was walking out of class I was stopped in my tracks. "Hey" I turned around to see my classmate. He was really nice and we always had small talk in class. Sharing laughs about how much of the assignments we didn't do.

"Hi" I let out a soft hi as he followed me out the door.

"So can you read over my paper. I don't think it's too good." I looked up at him. He was bitting his lip rubbing his hand behind his neck. His black hair covered by his orange hoodie. I couldn't tell what nationality he was, but he looked Hispanic. I only knew one thing about him. He played basketball and recently got injured. I only knew because he had crutches for awhile.

"Yeah. Sure. We can like meet up and we can help each other so we can improve on what we have. I don't have much right now." I laughed. He nodded as if he understood. This whole conversation had dragged on as we walked across campus. We lived in the same dorm and same hall. I noticed him there anytime either of us tried to shower. We typically clash in the hall ways.I know he's seen me in just a towel and visa versa.

"Where you heading?" He asked. I looked at him.

"The cafe" I pointed towards it. He nodded.

"I should get your number..." My eyes directed towards him.

"To work on the paper." He clarified quickly. I nodded and smiled as we exchanged numbers. I smiled and walked the opposite way as he walked towards the door buildings. Making my way into the cafe. I sat down got something to drink and plugged my computer in. This was a habit of mine when I came here. I would spend hours in the cafe. I log into wattpad and looked at my draft. It's been awhile since I published something. Last time I did it was before. I moved out for college.

I clicked onto the writing icon and took a sip of my drink and began to type.

-omniscient

"Being sexual has to be a decision for you. You won’t be authentically in it if you decide to be sexual because your boyfriend wants you to or your husband is begging you. You can make a choice to learn about your sexuality...but please don’t let someone talk you into it because that’s what they want for you." -Lisa Thomas

the female anatomy has been known as one of the most remarkable and complex on this planet. It's something so magical about.

Woman...sometimes we're viewed as the weaker gender yet and still probably if the roles were reversed, the greatest pain that can be commited are during child birth. An act that can only be handled by a woman.

I guess the bad reputation for woman started in the bible. Thats how men justified taking away the rights of woman for years.

Adam and Eve.

Men found this justification to crucify our right based on the fruit eaten from the forbidden tree. Blaming the woman for the worlds internal damantions. When the man clearly had a choice. He had a choice. Our walks with god aren't together but alone. We go to judgement alone. His decision was made alone.

But some men can't see that. They can't see that if anybody shall have a discrepancy with Eve it should be woman.

The pains endured in child birth, the struggles and trials of a woman were all manifested as punishments of the actions of Eve.

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