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 Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 6:34 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa shrugged, "I am like this whenever I am not sleeping. But I do sleep a lot. My doctors call it losing time, but I like to call it sleeping. It seems more normal. I'm not sure why, but when I sleep, I always wake up somewhere else, usually in the middle of something. I've gotten used to it though, it just happens." Karissa explained in her toneless voice. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 8:00 pm
"Okay, whatever," Iris said as she thought about that. er doctors had told her almost the same thing. as she went through several of her old memories of some of her doctors, her face started to harden into a scowl. He stopped skipping and starting stomping. She was already at her next classroom, so she turned without waving to Karissa and opened the door violently.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 1:50 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa shrugged at Iris stomped off. She walked into her history room, and she slouched down in her seat, and put up her hood. Another boring class. Then she thought back to Iris's behavior. She thinks I have mood issues? she thought to herself. Then she let it go, she didn't really care anyway. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 3:39 pm
Iris sat through another class, pissed off at the thoughts of all the psychotherapy sessions that she had gone through. Whenever the teacher called on her, she would just glare him them she was an idiot. She would always calmly move onto the next student, but come back to Iris in a few minutes. When she finally answered a question, the teacher smiled and stopped calling on her for the rest of the time.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 9:21 pm
Alaric sat near the back of his class, his face buried in a book, the cover was blank, he had discovered that it is easier to avoid questions what there is nothing to spark interest, so he made a blank dust cover for all his new books. When the teacher called on him to ask a question, he answered in a quiet uninterested tone, He was right most of the time, so the teacher never tolled him to stop reading.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 9:54 pm
When the class finished, Alaric gathered his things and quietly slipped from the room, heading for his bedroom, passively avoiding eye contact with everyone. He had a quick yet inconspicuous pace.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 8:03 am
Climbing up to his room on the outside of the building was fairly easy for Keroth, though he did not recognize the place it seemed that it was much farther south than he was last night, judging from the stars the night before, he didn't really care though, he had been board of exploring where he used to live, it was all too easy, he knew every lock, every routine, it had begun to seem like his life would get monotonous, then he wakes up tonight in a new place, and is over joyed that he is somewhere new, but now it is time for sleep. He slides the window open silently, climbs in, closes the window, and crawls into bed. "I wonder where I am though." he mumbled to himself as he closed his eyes. A moment later his alarm went off, and Alaric sat up, stretched, and got ready for his classes.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 3:53 pm
((Hey, star. Could you not post three times in a row? If you have more to say, just edit your last post. It's less annoying.
Also, keep your posts in past tense. You went from past to current to past in your last one.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 5:54 pm
After a night of sleep, Iris woke again, finding that she couldn't remember most of the previous day's lessons. She put it out of her mind and got dressed. She made herself a smoothie for breakfast, and poured it into a coffee mug, realizing that she was late for class.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 6:47 pm
((Sorry about that, I will do so in the future, and sorry about the change of tense, I try not to do that but sometimes it just happens sweatdrop ))
Alaric sat to the side of the steps in the main hall reading another blank cover book, doing his best not to draw attention to himself. every few seconds his left hand would twitch.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 4:52 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa woke from her nights worth of sleep feeling as if she had not gotten any sleep. She looked at her calendar, and was shocked at the date. She had been away for three days. She hopped out of bed, and combed her hair. She had gotten used to not remember previous days, so she just shrugged it off, and skipped to class. She stopped at her locker to grab her books. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 5:01 pm
Looking at his watch, Alaric stood and walked quickly to his next class, his light footsteps making no noise. He stopped briefly at his locker to grab his textbook, then continued.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 5:20 pm
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa walked into her first class of the day with a smile on her face. She nodded, and said good morning to anyone who made eye contact with. Some of the students gave her weird looks, but she ignored them. Some people didn't know how to handle kindness. She took a seat at the back of the classroom, and pulled out the necessary supplies for the class. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 9:48 pm
Alaric sat in the last available seat in the back row, next to a cheerful girl, He ignored her and sat, opened his book and began reading.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 7:52 am
It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say I miss you.. Karissa smiled at the boy who sat next to her. She frowned a little when he automatically began reading. She shrugged, and said "Good morning, sir!" She tried to look at the cover of the book, but the front was blank. Since you've been gone, it's not the same..
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