Love is always portrayed so enchanting in films. An outcast girl meets a very popular sporty man and they fall hopelessly in love or vice versa, in real life it’s different. There is no happy ever after or at least I couldn’t see it yet. That’s all I have to say about that, just a stupid girl with a very real problem.

I am sitting on the slightly warm toilet seat. The bathroom smells of sweat and pee or at least I smell of sweat. I ran from my school all the way home or at least I tried. . .

Love is always portrayed so enchanting in films. An outcast girl meets a very popular sporty man and they fall hopelessly in love or vice versa, in real life it’s different. There is no happy ever after or at least I couldn’t see it yet. That’s all I have to say about that, just a stupid girl with a very real problem.

I am sitting on the slightly warm toilet seat. The bathroom smells of sweat and pee or at least I smell of sweat. I ran from my school all the way home or at least I tried. . .

Mid-afternoon, late summer and the air was thick with the drone of lazy insects and the heavy resinous scent that oozed from the scrubby oil trees that surrounded the clearing. Kihn crouched near the middle. The heat beating down on his shirtless sun blackened back and broad shoulders. Every muscle and sinew in his lean body was tensed as he prepared for the strike. Nothing moved. His concentration was so intense that he had lost all sense of time and neither knew nor cared . . .