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Safe PlaceHave you ever wanted to go somewhere safe, somewhere where you knew exactly what would happen next and how to deal with it?
Somewhere where the people, although hostile, were known; where the environment, somewhat dangerous, was understood.
Where you were appreciated.
Where you knew you were smart, where you knew you were better.
It sounds wrong, like you're so up yourself you always need to be the better one, the one with straight A's and thick books no one else could even comprehend, but you don't see it like that; you see it as proof to yourself you are special, you do deserve to be on this earth.
You are intelligent and worth something, no matter what the teachers say.
You're not stupid just because you can't see numbers right. You understand adding, subtracting, multiplucation and division, but they don't understand how hard it is; how the numbers switch around and the symbols don't look right and when it comes to algebra, percentages, fractions, decimals, Pythagoras, you're absol
She Will Be Loved - ThreeThree
"When was the last time you saw Jamie-Lynn and Alice?" Jane asked me, looking drowsy from her place on the couch.
"Jamie-Lynn? A few weeks ago. Alice?...Hell, I haven't seen Ali for around a year. Why?" I stretched, looking up at her from my place on the floor.
"We should invite them around. Jamie-Lynn only ever got to see Alex once, and I miss Alice. She was always so fun. Do you know what they ended up doing?"
"They're still at college. Cheerleading, actually."
Jane began to laugh. "Of course they're cheerleading, you idiot. Did they ever do anything else?"
I just smiled up at her, standing. "We should get to bed, miss. You need time to heal, and sleeping is best for that."
"Two bruises are hardly anything to heal." She replied crossly.
"You mean a very visible black eye and a bruise that stretches all the way down the left side of your face?"
I smirked, walking into my room and grabbing two pillows off my bed. Walking back out to the lounge, I tossed them to her.
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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