13/1 There was an ordinary girl. Just like me. She started her days with a pill to manage to breath in the horrible world she lived in. She did not like the feeling of food in her throat because it made her choke so she took this pill to make her stay up. She took the bike to school with music playing loud in her ears. Trying not to think. There at the school she changed into another person. A better one she thought. That is why she took that pill. To have the power to change in to this person, the better one. She was afraid of the future. Afraid she would not make it. And when the school was over she went home to her bed to take the cover over her head. Under there she hoped that no one heard her cry. She was her self again. Vulnerable, small and cold. Just not made for this world. There was a ordinary girl. Just like you. She started her days with a pill to see if it would make her better when nothing else did. She was afraid of the future. Afraid that what she did would reflect there as a bad thing. She went to school just like everyone else, though she know that it was not for her. That she probably would make it so much better if she just could take it in her own pace. Not slower, not faster. She was clever this girl. And at night she laid in her bed under the cover crying her hart out. She was vulnerable, small and cold. Just not made for this world. There was this two ordinary girls. Just like us. So alike but still so different. Started their days alone, afraid. Wanting something bigger. Something with meaning. And one day they met, one day they fell in love. And after school they laid in bed with the cover over their head and made, there under, a world of their own. They were not made for this world. Just made for each other. So long you give me a meaning to live I will fight.

Annons

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letmedisappear Sun 13 Jan 2008 22:26

I'm so scared and so cold, and it's like the third time I read this but it still makes me cry. I miss you. and I need you so much.

Skuggsyster Sun 13 Jan 2008 22:27

I miss you to. I never want to be apart from you. (Idont care about my moms "klump" talk) I love you.

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