The Ghosts of Kisses
Oct 24, 2010 18:14:09 GMT -5
Post by vividwriter on Oct 24, 2010 18:14:09 GMT -5
Aleanne Lythe.
My smile glows like the sun shining down on everyone to see. But they have no idea how much I distrust them all. Leering from behind books, sneering in the hallway, they are all scum.
Occasionally, I'll feel something towards some boy, and give him a kiss, but nothing else. He always turns out to be, after all, just like every other boy.
Occasionally, I'll think I can open up to a girl, and we become fast friends, but I remember what my mom told me-always guard your heart from everyone. It's considerably hard to do, but I manage.
So I talk about surface hobbies, shopping, gossip about the latest relationship that lasted exactly two days until she found out he was cheating, or the one that is just beginning, but will never last, etc. etc.
I am on my way home, traversing the paved side walk that lies beneath electric lights. We at district one have more privilages, more peacekeepers, but more privilages. I am glad I live here.
I turn onto a small street, not aware of the danger until it's too late.
An unnatural shadow blocks my path. "Hello doll."
The voice sends shivers up my spine. I back away, but he's gripping my arm so tightly I almost feint.
"HELP!" I scream.
My smile glows like the sun shining down on everyone to see. But they have no idea how much I distrust them all. Leering from behind books, sneering in the hallway, they are all scum.
Occasionally, I'll feel something towards some boy, and give him a kiss, but nothing else. He always turns out to be, after all, just like every other boy.
Occasionally, I'll think I can open up to a girl, and we become fast friends, but I remember what my mom told me-always guard your heart from everyone. It's considerably hard to do, but I manage.
So I talk about surface hobbies, shopping, gossip about the latest relationship that lasted exactly two days until she found out he was cheating, or the one that is just beginning, but will never last, etc. etc.
I am on my way home, traversing the paved side walk that lies beneath electric lights. We at district one have more privilages, more peacekeepers, but more privilages. I am glad I live here.
I turn onto a small street, not aware of the danger until it's too late.
An unnatural shadow blocks my path. "Hello doll."
The voice sends shivers up my spine. I back away, but he's gripping my arm so tightly I almost feint.
"HELP!" I scream.
