AN: a Monologe (first person-script basiclly) of what I think Sage might be like when he returns to being a 'Normal' Teenager... Enjoy... I hope. Yes, I know Sage sounds a little insecure, but wouldn't you be insecure if a buncha of airheads talk your ear off and the guys make attempts at kicking your butt?
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My Name is Sage Date. Yes, that's me, the boy that half the girls in town whispered about being sexy, dreamy, cute, etc. I don't want to be judged by what these girls whisper about me, I don't want to be seen as what most of the boys see either. I'm neither this Don Juan, or a Big bad wolf who steals the girls in the night. I had never wanted the attention I'm getting now, sometimes... I just want to run off, to disappear into the warmth of the sunlight, to get away from the mindless chatter, away from those who try to judge rather then Understand. I believe the only one who understands is Rowen, it is strange, we're extremely different, Rowen's more outgoing, but not as popular, and he is a nightowl, and very diffcult to wake up. I know he's diffcult to wake up because I have to stop by his house every morning and do the monsterous task. All I asked is true respect, not this hero-worshipping I see in the school.
The only places that I felt like I belong is when I'm alone, gazing at the sunlight as it nods it head up as it wakes up the earth to the new day, at my father's Dojo during the Katas training, where I lose myself, my problems, my everything. the last place I'd felt like I belong is the battles against the dark dysteny, while wearing the mystic armor of Halios. I don't know why, but being in that dark, blood-stain battlefield, with the other Ronin Warriors, fightign against Talpa, I've never felt the way I am now.
One can say I hide behind a mask, I hide my worries, my thoughts, my fears by playing aloof and cold. How am I? How could I? Who could I tell what I feel to, who could understand? I wish, to melt away into an endless light, for it doesn't seem like anyone can and truely understand me, and without Understanding, how could I be respected for being me? I just want to be Sage, not The Barer of the Heilos Armor, the prize student of the Dojo, or the most eligible bacholar at school, I want to be respected as Sage. Is it too much for me to hope for? Until then, I rather disappear into the Sun, to be one with the light.
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My Name is Sage Date. Yes, that's me, the boy that half the girls in town whispered about being sexy, dreamy, cute, etc. I don't want to be judged by what these girls whisper about me, I don't want to be seen as what most of the boys see either. I'm neither this Don Juan, or a Big bad wolf who steals the girls in the night. I had never wanted the attention I'm getting now, sometimes... I just want to run off, to disappear into the warmth of the sunlight, to get away from the mindless chatter, away from those who try to judge rather then Understand. I believe the only one who understands is Rowen, it is strange, we're extremely different, Rowen's more outgoing, but not as popular, and he is a nightowl, and very diffcult to wake up. I know he's diffcult to wake up because I have to stop by his house every morning and do the monsterous task. All I asked is true respect, not this hero-worshipping I see in the school.
The only places that I felt like I belong is when I'm alone, gazing at the sunlight as it nods it head up as it wakes up the earth to the new day, at my father's Dojo during the Katas training, where I lose myself, my problems, my everything. the last place I'd felt like I belong is the battles against the dark dysteny, while wearing the mystic armor of Halios. I don't know why, but being in that dark, blood-stain battlefield, with the other Ronin Warriors, fightign against Talpa, I've never felt the way I am now.
One can say I hide behind a mask, I hide my worries, my thoughts, my fears by playing aloof and cold. How am I? How could I? Who could I tell what I feel to, who could understand? I wish, to melt away into an endless light, for it doesn't seem like anyone can and truely understand me, and without Understanding, how could I be respected for being me? I just want to be Sage, not The Barer of the Heilos Armor, the prize student of the Dojo, or the most eligible bacholar at school, I want to be respected as Sage. Is it too much for me to hope for? Until then, I rather disappear into the Sun, to be one with the light.