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| The sunset was beautiful tonight. The sun went down in glorious hues of purples, pinks, oranges and reds. Swirling together to give the sun a beautiful send off for yet another night. I watched it descend from the purple wild flower filled hill, which resides at the back of my house overlooking the lake. The constant pressure of being a teenager and stress of fighting parents, consumes me with horrendous headaches and migraines almost daily. The only way to cure them is to relax. The only way for me to be able to achieve some sort of relaxation is to be alone on the hill and watch the sunset. The sun is gone now and I welcomed the moon as I casually strolled down to the old boardwalk, and gazed out across the water.
It glistened, while dancing under the moonlight. I sat and watched the mesmerising pattern of light the gentle waves created. The soundless and still night was soothing against the searing pain raging inside my head. I continued to listen to the gentle waves, while dangling my bare feet over the edge of the boardwalk. The warm, subtle ripples lapped at my feet. The night air surrounding me was warm and humid but not unbearably so. The constant pounding in my head was slowly subsiding.
It has been three hours now, sitting here on the boardwalk. My head has stopped now, my head feels calm and clear, though the mere thought of walking back into that house threatens to bring it back. But being as though its 11pm, I reluctantly head back to the house and back to my constant headache. |
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Five_by_Five |
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| One Fall Day
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| As red and gold leaves fall from the trees, a young woman sits on a bench, in the middle of a park, silently reading a book. Wrapped in the words of her favorite author she blocks out the world around her. A crimson leaf drifts into the crease of her book, she quickly brushes it away and sinks back into the words. "Anne Rice," says someone directly beside her. she turns to the man beside her, and her breath catches. His hair is long and black, he is thin and pale but hansom, and his eyes are grey and bright. He's familiar but where from? "She my favorite," she says finally. "What's you name?" he asks in a deep and soothing voice. "Cathrine. And you?" she replies. "Samuel," he answers. For a moment they stare into each other's eyes. Then he leans in close, she closes her eyes. "Until we meet again," he whispers into her ear. A rush of leaves, she opens her eyes and he's gone. She looks around finding him on a bench across the street. But, before she has time to think a bus drives by on the street between them. "My dream!" And when it passes, he's gone. |
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Night Violet |
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| When I opened the note, It read.
Dear Colette,
I wont tell you my name, because I want you to be suprised. I want you to meet me at the resteraunt Robee' Aea Mek, at exactly 7:30pm. I will be at the front door, waiting.I'll give you some clues though, I'm tall, Blue eyes, Brown hair, caucasian, and I work In your office.
Love,_________
Good Luck
I frowned, I might never find out who the man is untill i get there, because to many men in my office have brown hair, and blue eyes, and also tall, I though. But, Oh well. |
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OfficeDiaries-Book One-LifeOfColette |
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