StylesJe commented on the post, simple 6 years, 8 months ago
The boy sat quietly in his chair, swinging his legs nonchalantly as the lesson droned on. He didn’t understand a word, so he just sat, dreaming of better days. There must be better days. A place where I fit in.
StylesJe commented on the post, both 6 years, 8 months ago
They sat in the head teacher’s office, Frankie in tears, Charlie nonchalant and uncaring. Frankie hadn’t been there before, it was big, scary and smelt ever so softly of coffee. He didn’t like coffee.
They both fell asleep crying. Separate reasons, of course, the reasons were always separate. They hadn’t shared a specific emotion in years. Shame.
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