"And though the path I've taken was dark,
I'm ready to begin a fresh, new start.
With realization I must change my ways,
I look up, and smile, onto better days."
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-> Silas tugged at the collar of the shirt he was wearing, he hated it. The government, made him go to another school. Every time it seemed like he and his brother survived through one school, another one sucked them in. He didn't give a care about learning, after all he'd learned everything many times before. And he was pretty sure his brother felt the same. He pulled out his phone and texted his brother,
" Not even the same school,how many is it now? pressing send he waited for the next message.
Quote:
40. I think. Sorry opening ceremony is starting, good luck!
came the reply
-> Silas sighed, and walked up to the gate of the school. He walked a few steps and caught his foot on a uneven cement block. Tripping he landed on his left arm. He got up quickly to observe the damage. The blood ran down from his shoulder to his elbow. Clutching the wound he looked around,
' I must look like a fool" he thought.
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Lies. Every word ever spoken, Lies. Every sound ever made. Lies. And every heart ever broken.
Out Of Choices; Hello~