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Ongoing, First published Oct 16, 2016
Mature
Lightning is beautiful. It's impressive, spectacular, and a little bit dangerous. That was what we were focussing on. Its beauty, the edge of being near lightning. It makes your heart beat just a little bit harder, you get a certain thrill out of lightning. It was the perfect name for our journey, our adventure. We were as exciting as lightning, and so were our lives now. There was just one problem. The more we admired lightning, the closer we got to it, and the more dangerous it became. We forgot lightning is made from good and bad, warmth and cold. We kept focussing on the good side, the warmth of lightning, and we completely forgot about the bad side. We forgot the danger of lightning. We didn't realise how life-threatening the situation was until she came into our lives. She was just like lightning and I came too close.
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The Girl with No Emotions

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I was just thinking. I swear. But maybe my mind over thought. It's weird that everything can seem so simple, straight forward. Black and white. Two colors. So obvious. So there. Him and Her. Two people. So obvious. So there. But once you add gray, things get kind of complicated. Then you add color. And it's a wonderfully complicated bright world. She's two in one. The storm and the shade. No one ever stops to thank the storm for shading them from what's above it. What if the sun was too strong, too powerful that day and the storm came along just to protect us all from it? It was this epic battle between the two and the storm was hurting and it cased all this damage to the earth. No one thanks the storm for its sacrifice when it finally loses the battle and the sun shows its smug face. We all hate the storm for the disaster it created and praise the sun, when the storm just wanted to protect us. The storm and the shade. She's the storm and the shade. She's the chaos and the calm. Only I can't see the chaos. Not fully. She's keeping it all inside. All I see is the calm. I can tell though. I can tell there's chaos. I just can't see it. It's not so black and white. It's not a simple boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. It never was. But I like her. I do. The storm and the shade.