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On The Life Of An Ordinary Teenager

In order to be happy, you need to be strong. When people are mean to you or they simply on't like you at all, you only need to remember the good things about life and those who really care about you. Emiline was not very happy in the fact that i got over them and i had moved on. She doesn't like to see me happy because she doesn't approve of my existing. When things get tough and you think that you have no friends and every break of the day at school is extremely long, there are people that you will find who actually like your presence.

In P.E, we had different options. Soccer, basketball, badminton or hockey off-ice. I liked soccer i was going to play soccer but soccer was organized with the bigger kids and i didn't feel like being judged from people who think i'm immature because it's my first year in high school. Badminton sucks because we've been playing it for a couple months now and basketball.... The girls were playing. I wasn't escaping my problem just choosing not to deal with it at the present moment. My brother plays hockey and he's a defense. So, i thought i could kick some hockey ass. I chose hockey off-ice and had the time of my life. My childhood friend, Isabella, invited me to be with her other two friends because we were playing with another class. I was the only girl in my class who had the guts to play hockey with the boys. I definitely have defense in my blood because i never let the puck get in the goal. I was mostly playing against my ex, Alexander, and he is a very competitive guy but he is the first guy who loved me like crazy.

I sadly messed up my chances with him but believe it or not, i'm starting to get emotions for him again. He loved me so much to the point of being so nervous, he couldn't eat. He told me himself, that's how i know. But there's this other guy, Finn. He is really nice with me and he's a very sweet guy. I'm officially stuck in a love triangle.

96. The Bored Journalist- II

On 365days 100words

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How long will a ghost haunt you for? What does it want? Can you tell, instantly, that a spirit is malevolent? Questions like these were raised at the Know Your Ghost Symposium. There were shifty-eyed, crucifix carrying women, teenagers in all black and a few nerds. The last speaker of the two-day seminar looked like a shady insurance agent. His grey suit was frayed at the cuffs and his tennis shoes looked straight out of a yard sale. But his first sentence grabbed everyone’s attention. “I have here, in my briefcase, a ghost you have never heard of before. Be warned. This is not for the faint-hearted.”

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