Blog of a Desperate Dreamer

How many gold digger prank videos can a guy upload before: 

a) We realize the videos are fake

b) He paints a bunch of women in a negative light and perpetuates a really bad stereotype

c) He decides to put some actual effort into the videos rather than clickbait

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Later that night I couldn’t get her out of my head. But I guess that implies I didn’t go the whole day thinking about her. It had to be around 2AM by the time I was finally able to sleep. But even in my sleep she was there.

She came to me- entered through my window. She had these wings and her eyes were darker. They were completely black.

She sits at my bed and reaches with her long, boney fingers to click on the radio. It played some dreadful tone. Not a song, no jazz or rock n roll. Just an eerie single-note tone.

“I’ve watched you for billions of years,” Sarah said running the back of her hand against my cheek. “I waited so patiently for this moment. I’m not leaving without you. Hell, I’m not leaving.”

She stands from my bed and paces around my room. Looks at a couple of my things. The pictures my on my wall, homework on my desk, even my underwear. Eventually when the sunlight begins to creep in, she heads back to my side and turns the radio off. Thank God, it was giving me a headache something fierce.

“Before I go, I want to make you a promise,” she says, her body standing, almost levitating over me. My room stretched and contorted around her. “You will be mine. And I’ll be yours.”

She vanishes. And I can breathe again.

Sarah never told me where she was from. You’d think that’s the first thing people talk about when someone new moves in next door. Or sits next to you in class. Or both.

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           “Class, this is Sarah. Ulrich High’s newest transfer student,” Ms. Langdon announced. “She’ll be joining us for the rest of the semester.”

She followed her announcement with some light clapping trying to convince the class to do the same. But they were all too… distracted. I was distracted too.

“I love your…” Jenny Collins called out. But she stopped herself and continued working on her homework.

“Where are you from?” Billy Sanders asked. But he wasn’t trying to be friendly. You could hear it in his voice he was covering up his shock.

“I’m from super far away.” Sarah answered. “Like really far away. You wouldn’t know the place if I told you.” She laughed. No one else did.

“Well if it gives me a tan as lovely as yours, I think I have my summer vacation plans,” Ms. Langdon nervously laughs before showing Sarah to her seat. Beside me.

This gave me a chance to take in the lovely sight that is Sarah Danvers. Long black hair, beautiful dark eyes, and tinder red skin. I’ve seen a tan before, my aunt Gretchen gets them all the time, it left her browninsh red. The type of red I see on Sarah, however, was like fire and I have never seen anything like it.

“Well class, let’s begin,” Ms. Langdon calls. She wanted to get everyone to stop staring at Sarah. I had different plans.

“So, what’s your name?” Sarah asked me.

I try to shake my trance as best as possible. “I’m Ryan. Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Sarah said with a wink.

And like that, Sarah’s attention was turned to Ms. Langdon’s lecture about math or whatever. My attention was on the lovely red girl sitting next to me. Sarah.

Been a bit since I was on youtube. But I think I’m ready to get back on the horse!

I’m gonna try to keep up with this blog too. I wanna document my progress.