в я у и и| Thorpe -|- ѕ є ν є и т є є и
{f є є ℓ ι и g }
Bored and secretly sad
{ω н є я є | ι ѕ | ѕ н є ؟}
On the Lady of the Sea
{т н σ υ g н т ѕ }
Almost there...
{ѕ т α т υ ѕ}
Single
I leaned out on the small boats railing, protecting its passengers from the freezing cold waters. I only had two very small bags, one of which was now fitted over my shoulder, which comtained all of my art stuff, including my precious drawings - Yes, I did buy the pencils, inks, and sketchbooks, if you must know - and my iPod touch. Well, okay, that was taken, but it asn't like anybody actually noticed.
The smell of chips, fish and other foods wafted over me, but I ignored it, just like I ignored my hunger. Unlike many other girls my age, I knew how to avoid the tempation of food. My old social workers used to get all hyped about that, and actually started to monitor how often I went to the toilet, as if to see if I was ill, or something. Which is gross, by the way. The island was fairly visible now, but I didn't want to look at it, so I went back to my room. As I looked around the room, I decided to pack those little things that you think you can live without, but drives you crazy later on. You wouldn't believe how many times I had freaked out because there wasn't any toilet roll left. I glanced around the small room, and couldn't help but think that this would probably the last time I would have any time by myself for the months to come. I couldn't believe I was saying this but, "I'm going to miss the park." My voice was quiet, so quiet in fact it was barely audiable.
I missed my mum, I missed Athens, but most of all, I missed Prim. Not the little Princess Prim, but the Old version. The one that was sweet, kind, and actually cared about me and our home country. But I had learned to stop the tears before they fell.
{Sorry for the fail post, I didn't know what to write about >.<}
