CheryMiste

I… need to tell him that he’s screwing up everything in my current relationship. If this keeps up, I’d have to admit I cheated on him. I don’t want to cheat. Not ever. So I have to do this. I… love him, but… I have to choose. And I’ve already made up my mind. Crap. Who knew I’d end up in a situation like this… My dad drove me to the movie theater, probably suspicious as to why I was hanging out with this other guy a lot instead of with my boyfriend.  But he won’t have to be suspicious anymore after today. I sighed and twirled a strand of my hair. It was honey blonde and long, an

Dear Friend. What you are about to read is something that really happens inside my head. Margaret, a black, shadow-like demon cat with yellow eyes. She...she lives in my mind. She's quite active, all the time meowing orders at me, most of which I do not follow. Why? Because, you see, Margaret's the other side of me. The darker side. Someone insulted you. Are you mad? No. Let them say what they want. Oh, but you are mad. Why don't you walk over there, hm? Walk over and give them a nice high five. In the face. I'd get expelled for doing that here. So you would do it if we weren't here? In this Catholic school? I wouldn't do it to them an

"You're not the same." "I know."

Dear Friend, My ex boyfriend was a very nice guy. When we first met, it was during a school event. And I fell for his looks right away. Of course, I waited to see if he was okay for me to date. He seemed alright. I mean, he was sweet, wrote me poems, flirted with me, asked to go on dates, and whatnot. And I really liked that. And after about three months we became boyfriend and girlfriend. Things went really well for a long time. For a whole year. A whole damned year. And then he started changing. He was always late whenever I invited him over to my house or to the movies. I mean, he was always late, but it seemed as if he quit trying to

The friends I had, the memories we shared, the lessons we learned, the persons who cared. Words gone unsaid, the lives drifting apart, my school life ending, my true life given start. Regret growing inside, of the words left unspoken, the lives I wished to touch, my heart torn and broken. Those friends so far away, distant and grown mature, my memories beginning to fade, the life of my childhood a blur. A familiar smile, comes in to view, my eyes begin to open, thank God, it's you.