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In the far back of the class room sits a dark hidden creature with dark near ebony hair shadowing hazel eyes and pale skin. Silver gauges poke through from her cartaliage and from her lobes, her eyes fix on yours, an unbreakable lock, she has as she moves to stand up. Her hair reaching her waist and her bangs to her eyes, the piercing hazel eyes. She moves away, into a corner, huddling into a chair and keep your gaze. She's dressed from head to toe in ebony, her black pants coming over her shoes in a ragged mess of torn fabric, showing the age and severty of abuse they've gone through, pins line the leg, gathered around the hems and the left side near her feet. Her shirt loose, but not, a silver hello kitty printed on it and armwarmers that she toys with between her thumbs. Her coat falling to one side, and a collection of morbid and strange pins on her right side and two rabbit patches on her left. Pins line the hems and head phones around her neck connected to some unseen object in her pocket. She looks almost sad, the way she keeps her stare and her body still. But the moment you move to her, she shivers, and not even she relizes it. Her eyes drift and her body becomes lax, tilting her head back and exposing her pale thin neck. She almost looks...threating, but not, she looks like she could hurt someone, but really, she can never cause harm. And for that, you're grateful. She begins to shut her hazel eyes and place her head into her arms on her desk.
What's with her? You may never know... Because, sadly, she hides behind a glass mask held together only by threads of little friendships, should it shatter, she may hide behind yet another to keep from being discovered by all her frailty and loss of confidance. The mask seems ready, though, to crumble and fall to the ground at any given moment and every dagger of insult and pain that it deflects, wounds it more. She can't hide forever, and sadly, she will never show her true self to the world in fear of being rejected. She has only trusted very few, and those are her strongest ties, ones she will never cut off. She sulks behind the mask, in the shadows away from all that laugh at her for being the way she has ben molded to be, always in fear of being hurt, and pushed aside. You will...never...understand her...
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Sometimes, Life can be cruel, and it seems that everyone is against you. It sometimes, it seems that is true...These scars you have? Are reminders of your past, they won't be happy ones, but ones that have made you complete. To remind you that life, is sadly, the cruelest teacher anyone could ever have. And sadly, not many live today to tell about it...
These scars I Hold? I will never show with pride, But, only the ones that stay close to me know why I feel this suffering. I will forever cherish those ones, and trust them. As I make friends in my life, Only the ones that prove loyal and real will actually stay in my ring. I say my hello's to people, yes, I know many people, but they're are just...people and no more. I know their name and maybe them, but that doesn't mean that we are close. I only have three true friends, and they have proven to be my dearest and my most trusted, my only trusted. Because, they have been with me through all my hard times, let me cry on them and complain, and maybe advise me, but in return, I do the same for them. I am always ready to listen, and I will never tell anyone because I know how it feels to be let down on promises, and Never do I want people to feel the same. I cannot hurt anyone, in any way, it's not possiable, If I did, I'd feel so guilty, maybe even retreat to solituded until I have earned the trust again. I'm strange that way.
Friendship and relationships are sorts of bonds that should be held tightly and cherished, because not every one has it for real. And that is a fact. Most people are fake, saying they are friend but give them a chance to talk behind you, and they take it. they will leave you when you need them the most, they will not be there, and lie. Infact, I have a few of those, but I never become as close with them in fear that they will hurt me more.
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