talltree17
it seems that whenever we must go on school trips to enhance our educational experience, we must sign a waver so the parents can't sue the school. that waver convinces some parents to not let their children go, and some parents to never let their kids on another school trip. you know what i do with those wavers? i rip them up and fly.
she wavered just before she spoke, she couldn't do it, no, not yet. she could take that jump. everybody was waiting there, shouting her name, calling out to her. holding our their arms to catch her. their smiles faces beckoning her ever nearer. but she couldn't jump yet, no she couldn't jump yet, because she had something else to finish.
black, brown, and blue. why not smiles, laughter, and hugs?
her eyeliner was running down her face. she was sitting on the subway, crying and sobbing. mumbling some incoherent threats and woes about "some "boy. si didn't know, but i felt like i did. i wanted to go over and give her a hug. whos knows what type of sadness she may be going through. maybe she broke up, or maybe even her husband died, leaving her with her 3 kids at home with a pile of bills on the kitchen counter.