by Nawratus » Mon Jan 06, 2014 4:21 pm
Nia Anderson
Clank, clank clank- i know I should've worn my black speries. These regular black flats hurt and they are very loud. My loud shoes echoed throughout the hallway. A small sigh left me as I passed some popular girls and boys. Jocks and beauty queens I assume. Or they could just be regular bystanders, AKA Followers of the beauty queens. Why does everyone have to have a label? Labels are disgusting and are just wrong. Why can't you just be yourself without being picked as something you are not? You know what my label is? Nia, my label is Nia. That means I am myself. No one can put me in a group or clique. I'm myself and that's really to it. I will be myself forever and no one can change me! I made my way to Physics class. I stopped at the door, breathing deep breaths in and out before entering the classroom. My green eyes scanned the whole place, trying to remember everything and everyone in here.
Look At What Is Happening To You.
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We Are A Team. We Are Friends. We Are Heroes.
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Female | Late/Middle Teen | Bisexual | Taken | Semi-literate Roleplayer | Pms Open
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