Sophomore Sadness

Sophomore Sadness

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., août 19, 2022
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Heightvillage High was a place where no stone was ever left unturned. Every corner you cut, someone was on the brink of exposing a secret they had meant to keep hidden forever. The lives of each student came with a tantalizing twist that caused rifts in every direction. Heightvillage had a way of bringing out the worst in people. It unearthed people's patterns, lies, and ugliest scars. This was very true of the experience of the very audacious Nylockee Castuar. Now a sophomore retracing his connection between the past and his current reality, Nylockee struggles to find the meaning of life. Between the carnivorous demons within himself and the lingering fear of his parents, he must cling to whatever small inclining of stability he can find. Engraved within the depths of Nylockee's very unsettling first year of high school were some of the most gruesome, harsh truths he's had to face. Sadly, the start of Sophomore year meant the battle linking self-discovery and many unnamed closeted realities had finally begun.
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I'm not very tall, I have obnoxious white hair. It's like I could stick out in a crowd. But not really... I promise I'm not old, I was born like this. I normally don't care about how I look, I used to never care. We used to be childhood friends. Grew up together, laughed and played games together. We shared great memories together. But the second we went to the academy. It shattered. He betrayed me. He ruined our friendship, all over popularity. I could've been better off without him. Better off if he just never came into my life. Better off if he never came into my life? I don't know anymore.

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