Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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I shook my head no, taking a seat at the table, setting the glass down in the process. "I don't really eat much. I lose my appetite muy rapido...."
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"Alright." I took out my towel and headed in the bathroom. I turn on the facet and splashed water on my face, finally drying my face with the towel.
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I chugged the rest of the water, and strolled to my notebook. Opening, I saw my last entry, from two weeks ago:
I'm truly frightened of myself. I don't understand myself at all. I do things no normal human can do. I look at something, and if I think about it, I can destroy it.
Sighing, I put the book back. -
I came back out. "What's that?"
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I smiled. "Just a notebook. For writing."
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I facepalmed. "Right. I'm so dumb." I laughed plopping down om my bed.
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"You're not dumb." I left the notebook on the nightstand and crawled onto my bed, laying my head near the footboard.
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I grinned. "Well, we'll see when classes start." I said.
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"Indeed." I agreed. Staring off for a second, I remembered the art supplies. If it was 6:54 now, I had...six minutes! I quickly threw on some shoes and a sweatshirt. "I'll be right back!" I said as I flew out the door.
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"Ok.." I muttered when he was already out the door. I sighed and closed my eyes.
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I ran as fast as a cheetah all the way to Mr.Kinos room. Bursting threw the door, he smiled
"Can I help you?" He asked
"Have any art supplies?" He sighed wih relief. He handed me three drawing pads, various, professional looking paintbrushes, water color paints, regular paints, top-notch colored pencils, pastel crayons, Ticonderoga pencils, and one large sheet of paper rolled up and secured with a rubber band. I beamed, thanking him as I left. -
Sleep washed through me and my mom's voice was in my head. "Ryder, you will be attending a boarding school because.." She stopped for a sec then muttered out something but I couldn't catch it. You better behave.
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When I arrived back at the dorm, I was sure Ryder was asleep. I set up the supplies neatly on the table, writing a note:
There you go, Ryder! Enjoy!
LoveYour Friend,
Daniel. -
I tossed and turned, not gaining any interest in the thoughts. I didn't want to be worried.
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I trudged to my bed, laying silently on it. I was prepared for another sleepless night. I flicked off the lights and stared up at the ceiling, sighing.
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