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TriggerI can't believe she invited him to sit at our table, Deirdre thought, ducking under the table to retrieve the spoon she had just knocked down. The cafeteria around them was filled with the sounds of high school, but she couldn’t hear any of it. “It’s on my side,” Ryan said. “I’ll get it.” “Thank you,” Deirdre mumbled, not meeting his eyes.Trigger
Ryan handed the spoon back and brushed his finger along hers. An icy chill ripped through her abdomen.
She was crying. His cheap-tequila breath fell across her face as he aimed kisses towards
ReachI liked to think that the front crawl was like pulling myself through the water. Rotate, pull. Rotate, pull. My kick was just for balance. It was all in the arms. I sliced through the ice water, getting glimpses of the girls in the lanes around me when I caught a breath. That was also when I could hear the screams and cheers echoing in the hall. I hated swimming inside; the brief bursts of noise threw off my rhythm. I imagined my parents yelling with the crowd. I knew they were in the stands, watching. My mom would be yelling “That’s my girl!” and my dad would be yelling “Remember what we practiced! PullReach
That Windswept Ledge9:02 She looked at the clock on her desk and sighed. It was almost time now. They’d be home soon. Looking down, she surveyed the alley below. It was a quiet night—nobody in sight. She moved back, securing herself more tightly in the angle made by her window and the crumbling brick of the wall. She loved the building she lived in. The ledge outside her window was large enough for her to climb out and sit on. Hugging her knee to her chest, she leaned her head back on the cool glass and shut her eyes. “I don’t understand what happened Emma. Your first two years here were fantastic, but then your graThat Windswept Ledge
Let Her Close Her EyesIt seems that life has gotten away from her again but she doesnt even pretend to be surprised all these circles never seem to end Her screaming doesnt cease but the sound has dimmed over the years They dont even notice anymoreLet Her Close Her Eyes
She sits on that ledge again Prepared to settle the score but she doesnt know which direction to take so she always follows gravity down She knows she has so much that she should be living for but she's as lost and as scared as ever and Nobody holds her hand anymore
She has given up on herself again the mirror s
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Man soll den Arsch nicht höher hängen als man scheißen kann!! Ohne Scheiß^^
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