There she was!
After sleepless nights and traumatic days, she was there. Sitting on the same corner in the Chemistry lab while holding a pen and popsicle sticks. She was staring through the window. I could not see her face, her complexion, or the color of her hair.
But I was sure it was her.
I wanted to go near and ask so many things, but it felt like my feet were frozen on the ground where I was standing. I wanted to ask who she was, what that M stood for, where did she get those quotations, and how could she do this, to make me go crazy thinking about so many things and nothing at the same time! Confusing, right? That was how I felt since that first stick.
Here, staring at the window was the girl I believed would answer my questions.
She shifted.
Then, faded.
Slowly...
Torturing every bits of my brain until I felt like I fainted.
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Metanoia: A Change of Heart
Teen FictionLove--was it something real from the heart? Or it was no more than series of chemical reactions in the brain? Joshua Silva, a "teenage masterpiece," believed in the latter definition of the word love; that was until he met a girl and received severa...
