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stuffnessnessI don't understand why people can be so horrible to others.
I mean, we are all human.... umm... well MOST of us anyways.
I see anger everywhere, people getting hurt by others without anyone even throwing a punch.
it's saddening, but i'm used to it. I'm used to alot of things.
like people being jerks towards me, trying to take adavantage of me just because i look like that kid who sits by themselves and cops thr brunt of it. they don't know who i am, what i've been through...
they don't care.
and then theres him.
he was with me since i could remember, helping me through tough times. he could always make me smile. we'd be partners for everything, from colouring in to lining up outside a classroom. inseprable.
then poof. he was gone.
I still don't understand... was he angry at me? did i do something? had he moved on? was this my fault?
we have never spoken since. i don't even remember the last time we spoke.
he's faded i
Echo's Journal #7--
I'm seiriously on edge at the moment, Silas is annoying the crap out of me and Ali is yelling at him.
if Shard wheren't making me sit here i'd prolly be halfway down the Calder Hwy now.
where was i?
Shard wanted to leave, i'm not sure if he sensed Kon's lies or he just wanted to leave.
Kon also wanted me to go. I'm sensing a strange vibe here...
But before i could get my butt in the air Kon spoke again.
he told me that he is disorder and Chaos, that he and i where a working pair... both built for destroying. that his code name was Dyscord. we where made at the same school, at the same time, in the same lab. he was the one who had slashed my friggen guts open in sector 13. he even had the knife he had attacked me with and tossed it on the ground infront of me... right before he shut his eyes and seemed to die. i was in an almost trance-like state for a minute or so when Silas shouted, pointing at a plume of black smoke.
"that may or may not be my fault!" i called. an idea, dawned
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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