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|Certainty (standard:drama, 338 words)|
|Author: Anonymous||Added: Mar 21 2012||Views/Reads: 2317/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This story is about a group of five insecure teenagers, looking for their own form of validity.|
Life is like a road. There's a starting point. You can travel along it for only a short distance. Then, you always reach an ending point. There will be bumps along the way, but there'll also be a few smooth spots. Life is like a road. It has to start, but it can't go on forever. It was a calm, dark March morning. March 1st to be exact. The dew wasn't even on the grass yet. The birds still resting in their nests. My dog, Hallie, was on the edge of my bed as always, snoring and retracting air as she always did. The look on her face was quite calm and unmoved. I looked to the clock to see what time it was. It was obvious now that sleep was no longer an option...it was 3:00 AM. Well great. Fabulous. I might as well just stare at the ceiling. My name is Shannon. You didn't know that? Of course, no one does. I'm not used to being recognized by any means. I climbed out of bed, with my pink nightgown slowing hitting my toes. I tried to be as quiet as possible, so that I wouldn't wake Hallie. I went to the closet and grabbed my clothes that I would wear to school today. My periwinkle blouse and my favorite dark blue jeans. The one's with the ruffles at the bottom. I carried them into my bathroom down the hall. I lightly closed the door, and before I looked at anything...I couldn't help but stare at the mirror. My long, dirty-blond hair sat down across the sides of my face. My thin lips were severly wet from just waking up. My eyes were so attenuate from the light. Today was the day that I would begin James Madison High School. There is a huge amount of fear inside me. But, it's not about starting a new school. Or making new friends. Or new subjects...it's a fear that people would find out my biggest secret: I'm a lesbian. Tweet
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