The Girl With Purple…Well… Everything Part 1 Ara

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Chapter 1/Part 1 Ara

I see her. She has purple lips, purple hair, and even purple eyes. Her face is pale. I know I should look away, but I can’t. Who is this girl and why does everything have to be purple? I guess the simple answer would be she’s a freak or it’s her favorite color, but that can’t be it.

I should stop staring at the girl. She’s so beautiful, almost intoxicating. I wonder what it would be like to be her friend. Why are all these crazy questions and thoughts swarming through my mind? I must be so bored that I found someone else to focus my gaze. She may not be normal, but she is someone.

I need to advert my gaze somewhere before she notices. I don’t want the girl to think I’m crazy, or a stalker, but it’s too late. She sees me staring. I must have stared too long.

She seems calm and relaxed, unlike myself, who’s shaking inside, probably acting like some scared girl ready to run. I still can’t look away, even though I’m nervous she’ll punch me or something, but she just sits there and stares right back at me, like it’s no big deal.

I don’t understand. Why is she so cool about it? Doesn’t she want to know why I’m staring and why I won’t look away? I’m sure she already knows the answer to that.

I think I see her smiling. Yes, it’s a smile. This situation has just gotten awkward. What do I do? Do I smile back or just ignore it? I should smile back. I don’t want to be rude.

I gaze around the room before deciding to smile back. That wasn’t so bad. I may be sitting here, eating alone, but I feel better. My teacher was right; one person can make someone’s day a whole lot brighter.

I take a bite into my red delicious apple and close a book that’s in front of me. Let me rewind. My name is Ara. Yes, it’s unusual, but I’ve grown to get used to it.

I have light brown/blondish, wavy hair that looks red. I guess it’s an auburn color. I can never tell these days. Some people say it’s blonde, and others say it’s reddish brown. I go with whatever mood I’m in that day. Today I’m feeling reddish brown. Yes, I know that sounds silly, but it is what it is. Many people think I’m a freshman, but I’m a junior. I do admit, I look like a freshman sometimes.

Regardless, as you can tell, I’m a loner, which is surprising. I may not have a beautiful tan, but I’m not as pale as the other girl. I also have brown eyes, and I’m gorgeous, not to brag, but I am. Maybe that’s why I always sit alone at lunch. One will never know.

 

Ps. (Still working on a title, but I wrote this for fun. Hope you enjoy! I love writing, but I’m also a little scared to put my stuff out there).

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Dear Diary #6

I want it to stop. I’m sick of the pain, the crying and the pressure to just push through it. It’s only been six and half weeks after my knee surgery, but I’m tired of all of it.

I know I have to work hard and get my knee bending again, but it’s tough. I absolutely hate going to physical therapy and yesterday, all I wanted to do was to go home and be done. I was mad, upset and frustrated. I felt sick because I cried so much it hurt. I keep going back and forth saying ‘I’m glad I did it’ to ‘What was I thinking’? I just want my life back. And I know the only way to do that is to keep pushing, but the pain is too much. I don’t want to deal with it anymore.

It’s not that I don’t have the motivation, I just need more of it or something to take my mind off the pain. I can’t relax. Now, if Chris Wood would be standing at my front door, maybe I’d have more motivation. That’s a yes, definitely a yes.

What should I do? How do I get passed all this?

They Say Lyrics

They Say

Verse 1

They say they say I’m
A little too much
They say they say I’m
Out of my mind
For loving you
Maybe I am
What you do to me
I can’t explain

Chorus:

You drive me crazy
Pushing me to my limit
Your eyes
Your smile
Intoxicate me
The way you look at me I know I’m insane

Verse 2

They say they say I’m
Falling into deep
They say they say I’m
A fool for love
I’m in over my head
Maybe I am
What you do to me
I can’t explain

Repeat Chorus:

Verse 3

They say they say
They say they say

It’s too late too late
I’m already under his spell
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can say to stop me

They say they say
They say they say
He’s bad for you
I say
He’s hard to resist

What he does to me
I can’t explain

Repeat Chorus:

I know I’m insane
Your eyes
Your smile
Intoxicate me
Intoxicate me
The way you look at me I know I’m insane

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