THE DAY I MET HIM
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Last published Sat, Feb 13, 2016
|| S H E R L O C K ||
Dearest Reader,
When I met him we both needed a new start, fed up and alone.
He was there for me for such a long time.
We had an abundance of fun.
We had so many adventures.
For as long as you've know Sherlock has been a sociopath, unable to read emotions and unable to feel emotions. But did you know it wasn't always this way?
As a teenager he was still his clever, funny old self that could split a case open in a second but he had one starting difference; my dear Sherlock still had emotions. He could love and laugh and, oh, how he did.
But it's all my fault - it's all my fault he shut himself from the outside world and refuses to feel any emotion that could leave him scathed and hurt ever again and I'm so so sorry for what I have done.
Please do take pity on me.
Yours truly,
Clara
****
❝ So when Sherlock woke me up at Ridiculous O'clock I wasn't exactly happy about it. He was shaking my shoulders and hissing "Clara, Clara! Get up Sleepy head!" under his breath. I groaned and rolled over, squinting at this shadow looming over me. He put his fingers to his lips, signalling silence since there were still people in my dorm.
I was defiantly not looking my best; matted hair stick out at all angles, pale skin and puffy, sleep deprived eyes. He still looked down and smiled, grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the rotting bed.
I pulled a thick, woolly jumper over my pyjamas and followed Sherlock, tiptoeing out of my dorm.
"Sherlock...." I whispered "Where are we going?"
He looked over at me and gave me a look that seemed say 'isn't that obvious'.
"We're going to find the professor, Clara," ❞
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