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changed; gaby Nov 5, 2016 12:09:51 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2016 12:09:51 GMT -5

POLLUX

The day was over, and gone before I knew it. Yesterday was a day that I'll never forget.
I met this girl, who probably changed my life, for the better or the worse. I actually don't know.
But the thing I do know that my life is different. Here I will tell you what happened yesterday.

November 4th

My eyes opened, and the sun shined through the curtains I bought a few days ago.
They were green, and nobody wanted them, so I bought It cheap, and I actually like it.
I remember getting up, and my feet were sore from the 3rd. I was wrestling with a friend, and I hurt my ankle.
I put on a shirt, and a pair of old jeans. I was heading toward town, but I fell, because I was not looking and I ran into a girl.
"Sorry." I said as quick as I fell. I didn't want to be rude. I got up, and dusted off my pants.
When I looked up, I saw one of the most beautiful person i have ever seen. She had dark brown eyes that I could stare into for hours. Her nose was the best part about this girl. It just made her very elegant. I smiled at her and, said, "Sorry again, and I'm Pollux, who might you be?" I felt like she is going to be one of the nicest or shyest people ever, and I think I have fallen in love with this girl.

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changed; gaby Nov 9, 2016 0:23:17 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Nov 9, 2016 0:23:17 GMT -5

This morning I wanted to do something really beautiful and important. I don't usually feel like I have swallowed a piece of sunshine, but today was different. I wanted to jump, run, dance, talk and just be super-duper-hyperactive (if such adjective exists). I brushed my brown hair, glanced in the mirror, put my favourite shirt and pants on. The house I live in... Well, it had never looked like the right place for great achievements and extraordinary discoveries, so I shouted: "Bye-bye, I'm going for a walk, will be back before dinner!", in a singing, merry tone and bounced like crazy out of our back door out into the street. The fresh autumn air gave me quite a chill, but I was still happy, so I decided to run towards the fence and back home to keep warm and have fun at the same time. As I turned around the corner, I bumped into some girl who was walking peacefully down the street and she fell down. (Of course she did, anyone would do the same if someone raced towards them like a herd of spring rhinos!) I was sort of stupid to do that. She definitely didn't deserve to suffer from the consequences of my unexplainable happiness. What had I done? I was really relieved to see she was all right.

"Sorry," - she said. Sorry?! Oh my, it is me who should be sorry! While she was dusting off her jeans, I thought it might actually be very rude of me not to apologize to her in the first place.

"Sorry again, and I'm Pollux, who might you be?" The girl was actually so nice, that I was too stunned to reply at first. Most people would simply yell at me for galloping around the district like that. Finally, I remembered now to speak and answered: "It's really me, who should be sorry for knocking you down like that. It's nice to meet you. I'm ... Well, just call me Margie, because the full name's too long." No matter how nice the girl seemed, I still looked really shy while I was speaking (quiet voice - check, looking down - check, blushing - check), because the habit of always playing people into seeing me as shy and vulnerable was too strong. I had always been doing that before and didn't see why I couldn't do it that day, too.

Last Edit: Nov 20, 2016 0:58:41 GMT -5 by Sleepy Fluttershy

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changed; gaby Nov 19, 2016 16:55:30 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2016 16:55:30 GMT -5

POLLUX

"It's really me, who should be sorry for knocking you down like that. It's nice to meet you. I'm ... Well, just call me Margie, because the full name's too long." the girl told me. Margie, I wonder what that could stand for. I smiled a shy smile at her, and just looked her into her eyes again, they were just so beautiful, and I could not look away. I felt blood rush to my face. That only happens when I do something embarrassing, I think I might have started to freak out by staring at her for so long! Damn, I just need to tone it done a notch, and maybe she won't freak out, and be grossed out that I am staring at her. I decided to break the awkwardness and silence by saying something to theis beautiful girl.

"Hi Margie, It's nice to meet you, and may I ask why were you running so fast on the sidewalk?" I ask her curiously.

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changed; gaby Nov 22, 2016 0:41:13 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Nov 22, 2016 0:41:13 GMT -5

The girl still seemed to be a little bit shocked, and for a moment we were just standing there, staring at each other. It was becoming pretty weird, so I was glad, when she finally spoke: "Hi, Margie, it's nice to meet you, and may I ask why you were running so fast on the sidewalk?"

I hesitate, not knowing what to answer. It is just a really great day and I feel like running, but how do I say that to a complete stranger? She will probably think I am crazy. There is no point in telling her the truth, so I've got to make something up quickly. The clock's ticking, and I have to reply, but don't have any idea about what I am going to say. That feels awkward.

I have to start talking right now, if I don't want to seem rude. "I... I was just jogging, you know. To keep fit..." What did I just say? It didn't really sound very convincing, but I couldn't invent anything better than that. Maybe I should say something else? "You can join me if you want". I actually don't care much whether she wants to be friends with me, or not, she is just a random stranger from the street. However, I just have to be nice after what I've done to her.

Last Edit: Nov 22, 2016 0:43:36 GMT -5 by Sleepy Fluttershy

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