I've heard falling in love feels like getting hit by a truck. From experience, I can tell you it's actually equivalent to being shot in the stomach. He was the president's son, and I didn't want anything to do with him. Everyone had looked at the gossip magazines, seen the millions of pictures, read the articles, and...
So, this is something I wrote for a school project. I've been told it's pretty good, but I'll let you be the judge of that.
Just so all of you know this account is a joint account and the writers are best friends so you will be getting a joint view on lives and hopefully a lot of stories about our adventures together.
These are diary entries from two friends who come to realize that life isn't like the movies, not even a little bit. Willow Lovegood: Misfit and social reject. Nobody really knows the real her, not even Willow. She has an unnerving personality to most, but to the fortunate souls who do know her... We'll, they all say...
My shoes are soaked all the way to the socks, and I feel numb, almost to the point of falling over, like when you're not sure if you have any body parts left to control. My exhausted legs keep trudging on because they know their destination is near. The town should be just beyond the crest of the hill in front of me...