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{ ----✰} "Lovely day, isn't it?"
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{ ----✰} "Lovely day, isn't it?"
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Dear diary,
It has not yet near daybreak and already my mind has wandered to that image of her. My hands upon her hips and hot breath inviting me in. How is it possible that she should vex me so?!
-Peter
Restless being has not slept an inch, rather his dreams have haunted his every waking moment. They were all so vivid in their imagery, that the boy could've sworn it had all happened. Rather it might've, if he wasn't so quickly awoken by his father before he could even fathom what it was that was disturbing him so. They were such daunting visions that the boy had felt such shame to even believe such unholiness had fallen through the cracks of his mind, seeping through and coating nearly everything he believed it. What sort of temptress devil had brought up such nightmares?
Anxious and nervous being was only reaffirmed of such ideas that burrowed themselves deep in the boys mind. His companions all laughed at him. Why he was being so downright silly! It was only a dream, and perhaps it was because they had all learned of what those dreams meant, and the need to satisfy them. Poor being could hardly contain himself in his studies, his mind so easily being able to wander to those filthy thoughts, and the unknown world that it meant. Why, any such question brought to the young scholar was answered in such apprehensive manner, that it was obvious the boy could not concentrate at all.
Fear of having a moment of shut eye will run shivers down the boy's spine. Clutching his books close to his chest as he escapes from the gates of his school. He dared not return home so early, not when his father would be expecting to hear of his doings at school. For what could he say that would not land the boy a severe whipping? No, he would slip back later, perhaps visit a friend in the meantime.
Stupid being does not realize what he's doing as he suddenly rams into the back of another person, sending his books flying to the floor. What a clumsy fool he is!
"I do apologize! I didn't mean to---" It's all spoken in such a rushed manner until suddenly the boy eyes who it is. A swallow falling down his throat as he notices that it is a girl.