- I walked into the school with nothing more than a mission to find him. The hallways were normal and people that knew me just stared. I got to the lobby, shaken and such. The person I wanted to see wasn't there. But instead my eyes pondered onto something else. The colors were pink and gay, the perfect way. He stood up and held out his arms not a word in plain sight. A circle of sitting kids were under him. As my gay mommy stood up, they began to talk to themselves. His arms were like always. Big and strong. Damon would never change. I ran into them like nothing else excised. The only thing that caught my eye was the fact his back was to me. I wanted to stop and see him. To show him I was finally there but I couldn't stop this fairy tale glomp for something so much as a 'Hi'. By the time my head was facing forward, I was almost into his chest. We both made a loud 'thump' noise as we hit the ground. I was smiling and giggling for he was the only person I could really talk to about guys. He was gay after-all. When I looked up from his chest to see the person that hurt me, it wasn't him. The moment I wanted so bad it would have yet to come. The only truly thing I wanted from his was his acknowledge to the fact I truly cared. I said my goodbye's fairly quickly and said lunch was only a few hours away. Damon hugged me once more and said "It will be OK". I thanked him with a tear and nod, but that's all I could give. He was my gay mommy and I told him "I will live". I set off once more into the hallway of memory's. I laughed and giggled into the night, for my first few steps into womanhood was at my very sight. Walking into the hallways with a never-ending memory. The laughs, the sad and even the tears, I will remember them all, even the fears. I found my destination, but it was only half. She looked at me with a smile of some sort, it was fear with a hint of worry. The way she always did when I was looking for him. My path was longer now for he was walking too. She was of no help besides the direction she pointed to. Up the stairs was more memories to come. I gave her a hug and said "It has been long". My goodbye was even quicker now for time was running out. I wanted to be the first to tell him I was not scared. The only thing I wanted to show him was that I was there. It seemed like hours, maybe even days to me. But it was only seconds in reality. I looked all around but the locker's still pondered my head. They weren't the school colors and that never made sense to me. But is this still reality? I thought that as I seemed threw the people that stopped and stared. It was if they saw a ghost. "I am no such thing" I said to a little boy. As he stopped making his smart remark. He looked as if I was about to kill him. He began to run away but my hand grabbed his shirt. "Tell me were he is you stupid little brat." I told him with anger. "I'm not messing around" I said once again. He was the little brother of the person I was looking for. Letting him go, realising he would be no help. I smelt it on him. The scent of him. That wondering and beautiful scent of the person I was waiting for. He wasn't to far. I could tell. Turning down the hallway, I saw him right there. Smiling and telling a joke, oh no "Now I'm scared." I said to myself as I stopped in my tracks. I was afraid of being hurt like I was months in the past. Suddenly the buzzing noise ment something to him, making him say goodbye and turn his back once again. Walking down the hallway, I still stood there motionless. 'Why can't I move?' I thought to myself. He was about to turn the corner and we were on the opposite sides of the way. I screamed and shouted, "I'm here!" but he had already disappeared. The wind in my face, the tears going down my cheek."I can't bare this!" I screamed. "I must see you, I'm to weak." I turned the corner once again to see he was waiting for me. "What do you want" He said with a smirk. I didn't know what to do so I spoke. "I'm here, I'm here, I wanted to show you" I said. But no responce came out of his mouth. At that point, I turned, looking around. She was right behind me, beautiful as could be. Walking through me she had said "I can't believe I'm your one and only." I rolled over and screamed, as I woke up. It was only a dream, in the world that's so ******** up.
- by crazygurl20 |
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- | Submitted on 08/15/2009 |
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- Title: In a world that's so messed up
- Artist: crazygurl20
- Description: This is a dream I had many months ago. This has been sitting in my journal forever and no one visits there so I posted here to have your feedback.
- Date: 08/15/2009
- Tags: world thats messed
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