Run, run from Tom ClayThe events that happened one summer's holiday will forever haunt my isolated town. They still haunt me. No amount of thought will shed more light than what has already appeared. Some say it was some supernatural event that we aren't supposed to know. Others say it was a concoction that i created in my mind. I say it was Tom Clay.
It began long before I entered the picture. It happened 4 months prior to a strange man called Tomas Clayton entering our school. The 4 months prior were the demise of my four best friends that i had in primary school. We all started as freshmen at Summerset High in the year '95. We all were excited and we continued to be as close as we were as kids. The only thing that changed were the conversations we had, and who we were most closest to. As a little girl my best friend was Gloria, which changed to Misty, which at that time had changed to Maria. I never could get close to GoGo. Her real name was Jane. Although we may have been the only ones who knew. Maybe w
To MathewFor once i am at peace. When i think of him, when i think of us it brings a surge of warmth throughout my body. I can express myself and know that i won't ever be judged. I can tell you the most intimate things about myself. And the fact that you like all my fantasies and that you like my personality. I have never felt so understood before. So connected to someone. I can't believe how much i love you. Love is an understatement! I need a word more powerful than love. All i can say is that i really, really love you and i always will.
I know i don't tell you this often enough. I know i don't dwell a lot on my feelings. I guess i don't because i'm scared that i will say something that will frighten you. Or that if i tell you just how much i love, care and need you... you will vanish. You'll leave me. And it's not that paranoid fear where I get suspicious when you talk to others. It's that i'll show you a side of myself that's too disgusting. A side that is unloveable.
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