Serena
He looked up and I wasn't sure, but I thought his gaze softened a little.
"Can I sit here?" I asked cautiously.
"Whatever," he said, sounding bored out of his mind.
"My name's Serena," I said.
"Shaun."
We sat in silence for the rest of lunch, I was eating nothing. The segundo the campana rang, he stood up, abruptly and left.
I was left staring in confusion at the doorway I was mostly certain he'd disappeared down.
Shaun
I didn't want to hurt her, yet I didn't want her to be sucked into my depressing world of suffering. What was I supposed to do?
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Every día since my parents had died, I'd been forced into seeing this psychiatrist, Dr Martinez.
She never forced me into talking, and I rarely did.
I stormed into her contemporary office, slamming the door behind me.
Dr Martinez didn't say anything for a while.
"Is there something bothering you, Shaun?"
I'm not sure how, but I started talking and didn't stop.
I told her about Serena. That I didn't know what I wanted. I'd made myself vulnerable, and Dr Martinez didn't interrupt.
Once I was done, I wasn't even sitting in front of her escritorio anymore. Without thinking, I had gotten up and was staring out the window.
"You've made a lot of progress, Shaun," was all that Dr Martinez said.
He looked up and I wasn't sure, but I thought his gaze softened a little.
"Can I sit here?" I asked cautiously.
"Whatever," he said, sounding bored out of his mind.
"My name's Serena," I said.
"Shaun."
We sat in silence for the rest of lunch, I was eating nothing. The segundo the campana rang, he stood up, abruptly and left.
I was left staring in confusion at the doorway I was mostly certain he'd disappeared down.
Shaun
I didn't want to hurt her, yet I didn't want her to be sucked into my depressing world of suffering. What was I supposed to do?
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Every día since my parents had died, I'd been forced into seeing this psychiatrist, Dr Martinez.
She never forced me into talking, and I rarely did.
I stormed into her contemporary office, slamming the door behind me.
Dr Martinez didn't say anything for a while.
"Is there something bothering you, Shaun?"
I'm not sure how, but I started talking and didn't stop.
I told her about Serena. That I didn't know what I wanted. I'd made myself vulnerable, and Dr Martinez didn't interrupt.
Once I was done, I wasn't even sitting in front of her escritorio anymore. Without thinking, I had gotten up and was staring out the window.
"You've made a lot of progress, Shaun," was all that Dr Martinez said.
i was a normal 18 año old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( más like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i dicho " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he dicho " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he dicho " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
inch por inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
mariposas of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to amor it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the día I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for tu love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place tu could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with más fuego then tu could ever imagine.
más passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the día I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real baloncesto coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for tu love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place tu could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with más fuego then tu could ever imagine.
más passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the día I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real baloncesto coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.