Concealed

Concealed

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I used to be regular. My first 3 or 4 years of my life, were no doubt my happiest. Then I grew up, like we all eventually do. I made stupid mistakes over and over again, because I had been kept from the outside world. And now, I'm here, in jail...and it sucks. Then, sadly, I got used to jail life: wake, eat, sleep, share dull jokes with the other inmates, eat, sleep. There really isn't much to do. Then, Eve came. That monstrosity of a girl. She slowly forced herself into my life. Being nosy as hell. "No matter where I go, what I do, or whoever the hell I hang out with, I always end up compacted in one space. Locked from the outside world, and treated like a mangy dog." I spat. "I sat in this filthy excuse of a cell for the first few years here, waiting for my prince charming to come. To rescue me. And guess what? He doesn't come. Fairy-tales don't exist kid. Or else everyone in this hell-hole would be out on grand stallions galloping towards the sunset. Not everyone has a happy ending kid." I said snorting. "Well then, better be glad your not claustrophobic."
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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