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1 " The ingenious creativity of thought of mind comes at your lowest darkest point of life. Just like I have the tower's densities of being struck by their lightning… that pulls on me constantly into their constellations, yet that makes me reflect on the extraordinary level, or so I think. I always have to be one step ahead of them! You never know where they are at… they could be in the barn for all I know! Up to this point, I have never had anyone tell me what he or she truly thinks about me that goes for appearance, personality, or anything. So, if I would have to describe myself this is what I would say. I would have to say that I find my eyes to be the most striking thing about myself, at least that's what she said- what she has told me… the first time I met her. Oh- finely things were looking up for me when I met her. She said that my light blue eyes tell the stories of my life. You can see the emotional- feelings when gazing into them, or at least that is what she made me believe. So, we got a new reject in class this week named Maiara, she is a transfer student; I liked her as soon as I saw her, she is wild, sweet, and outstandingly suggestive! She was what I was looking for and everything I needed. There was a glowing connection at first sight on both of our faces. The look of shock and surprise from both of us at that moment was dreamlike! Our eyes were fixated on each other the first time in the tiny room, she was like a love dove that flapped her wings my way, I knew, at last, I had someone that would brighten my drab cell for me. She came in there with a breath of fresh air; she is the hope I needed. Maiara- Hi everyone…! The others groaned their welcomes in false enthusiasm, one even yawned loudly. So, who are you? She walked up to me and bent a little into me in front of my desk? Nevaeh! I am shrieking said with butterflies like jitters. Then she touched my hair, and brushed my chin and lower lip with her soft fingertips! "
― , Nevaeh The Forbidden Touches
2 " Shut up and mind your own business!’ The English teacher Miss. Bradbury,she is so mouthwateringly evil. Anyways she isthe same one that I will have all my years here,makes us feel as if we are mentally incapable ofcomprehension. Her process of teaching is for usall to clap along with every syllable to every word. ‘This woman is just aching to get meinto trouble or write me up for some ridiculousreason. "
3 " (Readings) My tower and clan think she and they are so clever… the tower she knew this and she used it meaning she knew what to look up. That is why it is so important to understand the signs and cards. Those that know can figure out what is going to happen in life or the beings around. If you follow the signs and cards, the stars can predict how things are going to turn out. I referred to this person as the tower mainly because they build and block, they cannot be stopped, this is only one solution that I know of… however you cannot blossom with any relationships or dating, and being social is over before it starts with any society around. Still, they are constantly watching over me. Just like I said they have eyes in the sky meaning, if they are not the ones following behind me, they make sure that they have someone that will. Their followers always report back to the main headquarters, they have to get the information to her so she can twist it and make everybody believe her lies. Some of the lies in which the tower has created for me include. Being gay, I am far from it… Engaging in activities with children, which is completely disgusting. Lewd acts, the list goes on and on. ‘Oh, the internet is a powerful tool; it was created for good, however, some use it for their evil.’ I had to pay with my time, for what I did not do, when is it going to end? I need to stop looking at ‘Blabber Book! "
4 " I think that history repeats itself; arevolution is on its way. "
5 " (Saying groaning!) Do you remember your fifth-gradeclasses? The only thing that I recall is myteachers saying one word over and over again. Thehair, the face, and the fiery eyes, still creeps intomy mind. This person makes my skin crawl. Let’sgo way on back then… Welcome to classroom 202 that I called‘The Mind Warp.’ Miss. Caballero's teaching stylewas to hand me a worksheet that I did not knowhow to do, at the time. Then scream at me sayingquote- ‘fix, fix, and fix.’ ‘How do I fix something that I neverlearned how to do?’ How about instead of playing Solitaireon your computer, why don’t you do your task, tomotivate and educate. This is your obligation andoccupation to do so! So, damn-it just do it already,and stop wasting my time, because, in all honesty,I don’t give a shit…! Fix- it is just a dick-faced word! "
6 " I know if you are going to be for me oragainst me at first glance. I can read you just likean open book. I know that all book covers aremisleading. It is a must to read between the linesof the individual characters, and that is when it isacknowledged with me what to think. I can figure out what anyone’sinterpretations are, and if I want to be a part oftheir story or not. Just because one is wellcultured, and observes the world that is beforethem does not make them strange.Each one of us has our unique way ofexpression- like me. Besides, sometimes, an expression canconflict, yet not meaning to; just move on, do notfear rejection. ‘Do not let the fear of the black inkspilling all over your drawing stop you fromcreating a masterpiece.’ The laughter is seen in my conscience,yet it plays out silently in my mind. My entiresecret admirer base is left to admire, they have toclose the door from the heart, and they are shutdown if they desire, Because of the control of thetower, she holds the master keys. The tower andher clans can turn their backs at any time or faceme, yet, there are cowards and fearless at the sametime. "
7 " Is it wrong to get the pleasure out ofbiting the ears off a chocolate rabbit? I do notknow… nonetheless, it makes me feel better.Yapper, chocolate makes any girl feel better! On the 4th of July other people’sfireworks go boom and bang and have beenpopped, but not mine… but I could care less.What good are fireworks if you cannot observethem with someone that truly cares about you oryou care for them? Thanksgiving what do I have to bethankful for? Let’s see the only thing that comesto mind is… me being around so that people cantorment me. It is not like we can sit down at the tableand have a conversation anyways. The food isslammed down and it is always cold and tastesmany days old, with the only words whisperedbeing ‘Pass the gravy. "
