NESALINEE read this please...

"hey....wake up......wake up....your already late.......WAKE UP"

someones screaming at me.....

"WAKE UP"

ugh....go away.......

"WAKE UP ALREADY"

my mother?

"QUICKLY!!!!! i've got an exam this morning!"

my sister.....great (sarcasm)......

i drag my body out of bed...limp...limp...limp... i see the bathroom now....huh....i didnt sleep well last night. whatever. to troublesome worrying about it now anyway. i looked at myself in the mirror. i hate the way i look.

i walked back to my room slowly, limping alot. changed into the weird looking government uniform and took all my school things. walked down the stairs.....limp...limp...limp.

entered the car. traffic's bad. fantastic. mum's complaining about the driver's bad driving.....great. just what i need in the morning. " da...dammm.da...." i hate this song. it ticks me off......the melody is awful.....huh...headache..

im at school now. its late. IM late. my sister ran out. i slowly get out of the car. whats the point of running we're already late. i enter the school and get to class.
im late for 1st period. great. it was raining outside...its cold. my hands are frozen from walking up here...

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IT HURTS.....my heart hurts....

STOP

okay im fine now.

^^^^^^^

my hand hurts.

"whats wrong?"

"nothing"

"you sure? you look pale today. you okay?"

"i told you, im fine"

". . ."

"my hand just hurts a little thats all"

"oh... *smile*. im glad then"

"YOU....your evil"

she laughs at me. her hair, her smile, her. she has it all yet she doesnt believe me when i tell her. humble. thats also another good characteristic. when she smiles her true smile (which normally comes with laughter) her face has a calm yet passionate shape. her eyes hinge up to make a gentle smile. her smile, a big grin. her eyelashes brush her cheeks. her hair, in 3 different locks. i can remember all this because.......well its because shes special....

but....

shes in pain. she tells me shes dying everyday. doesnt she realize im already dead? does she realize im a curved mirror reflecting her? reflecting the opposite. or does she think im a reflection of her? a painting. unable to move or act. i wish....i wish....i WOULD... i would help her.but.... i cant even help myself. shes dying but im already dead.

does she realize, two graves have already been dug?

to those of you who dont understand the story (which i guarantee will be ALOT) this is, in short, what im trying to say. nesa, you are my best friend. you are the best best friend ever born. im sorry if i made you sad or anything. i promise, that no matter what happens, ill try, to finish all our troubles together. we are in this life together. i got your back, buddy!

ALSO,I AND/OR NESALINEE ARE NOT LESBIAN IN ANYWAY. WE ARE ONLY BEST FRIENDS AND NOTHING ELSE. NO LESBIAN MATERIAL INTENDED. thank you! :)