When You Let Go...

Do words describe everything?

in life...things happen, things you don't want anyone to know.

what if one day everything you've ever kept from someone,. was let out,

say your best friend?

In fact broadcasted over your whole school,

your city,

then perhaps.. on the news

what if you where the subject of talk at every dinner table.....

How would it feel?

as this question turns over in your head, let me tell you a little bit about me.............

Chapter one...The Following

hi, my name is Joshua Warner, people call me Josh,

when you think of high school, what is the first thing that comes to mind?

maybe how many differant types of kids there are? maybe all the choas, the classes!

no.

what i think of is one thing....the girls, or should i say the girl

you walk in those doors and you see like six hundred differant girls there...what do i do? i go see one particular girl. i cant say her name now...

the most perfect person i've ever met the most confusing thing my life..

life....

*sigh*

who can explain it? if you said that you can,..

your a damn lier...

but then again, life does have one explanation to it,

...LIFE...

and what is part of life?

school.

and what happens at school...

life

there? now do we understand what the fuck is going through my head?

this shit all day all i ever here its like the voices tell me every time i see a little bit of hope the voices bring logic into it...logic... dang, you should see when i think about death...

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Ahh "the Voices" simple yet not the explenation is in the name

they are what tell me what to do...right...from...wrong

left, from right anything they say goes...

Anythin...

you think im crazy, really what i said isn't so bad...you should see me...WAIT i can't say this...

*sigh*

here we go lifes a bitch, make sure that bitch stays alive.

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I was walking down the hallway to my first class...geometry

"Take out your homework from monday, and pass it forward" my teacher says with lack of enthusiasm

 i look around at everyone else beacause of course i haven't done my homework...

and everone else has.

so i sit there class goes by as i wait for lunch, to see...this girl

all i can think about is how much i can open pu to her how much i trust her...

how much i...

Love her,

*sigh*

all thats in my mind 24/7 is the question, "what can i do to make her happy'

...what can i do?

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