My Imagination

My Imagination

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My Imagination She's a girl from our hood; A girl from a perfect mould; Can't be matched with any other gender being' She stands still to capture her glance, In a skirt that 'closes' her thighs! She smiled looking at my side; slowly and left behind her pleasant smell, I smiled back hoping for more; but all I could see is her back, Her hips were swinging; thought of my childhood, Her thighs were imaginary; thought of magnifying After all I blamed myself for not saying a word or standing up! By J. Simeon
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She was the outsider. The girl that sat at the back of the class and never raised her hand. The girl the sat alone at lunch because everyone thought she was weird for not speaking. She was the girl that had a million thoughts running through her head but had zero guts to say them. She was the girl you don't normally fall for but, then, she became the girl that captured the heart of the guy everyone loved. ---- "Shit, I'm sorry" A deep voice mumbled squatting down to help her up. A rough hand pulled her up and her blurry vision landed on dark eyes. She blinked a few times and her vision came back. Standing in front of her was a boy about her age. A very attractive boy. He was almost a foot taller than her 5'3 height. His black hair was slicked back and his tan skin radiated under the fluorescent school lights. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared at him. She hadn't realized how close she was to him until she felt his breath on her lips. She jerked away, grabbed her glasses on the floor and ran away in the opposite direction leaving the boy to furrow his eyebrows at her behavior. However, a small smirk played on his lips as he placed his hands in his jeans pockets and turned in the opposite direction. 'Stupid, Stupid, Stupid' She thought to herself.

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