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The Silence - Chapter INot once have I ever walked into my school thinking that I was going to be greeted by a large group of friends, smiling widely as they saw me, flinging their arms around me and asking me the pointless day by day questions such as, "how was your night?" and "is everything okay at home?" even though they had seen you less than a day ago, so not much could have possibly changed that much during that time, today was no exception for me, I received no smiles, no hugs and no questions.
I had never seen the need to make friends seen as though that three quarters of the world lost touch with their high school friends and never saw them ever again, so why should I bother if all of the friends I make at this school would just suddenly disappear? It makes it easier when it comes to special holidays like Christmas and New Years Day as the gift list is pretty small. Plus, in my experience with 'friends', I had found them to be two faced, backstabbers and bullies that liked to make you feel as if yo
The Silence - Chapter IVAxel's home wasn't at all what I had expected it to be, for one thing it was tidy and anyway who came across Axel would agree with me when I say that he looked like he would live in an old rock and roll caravan.
It was Axel's parents that shocked me more than his tidiness; they were a lot more formal and polite than Axel was though that wasn't exactly hard to be.
"My room is just here," Axel smiled at me and pulled down on the golden handle, pushing the door open for me and I rolled my eyes once again as I saw the strange glitter in his eyes come back. His room had dark blue walls with bright red curtains, many CD's and DVD's were scattered underneath his bed which was unmade and the covers made me smile as I tried not to laugh, he was obviously a big Marvel comic fan as he had stacks of them on his shelves and his bed covers were of Spiderman and his pillow case was Batman.
'Okay I have something in common with him I guess' I blinked a few times as I watched him shove books and g
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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