Teenage Dreams

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I remember it hurt seeing her hurt. She was hurt, she was bleeding with fears, insecurities filled her heart and tears were the form that it could escape out of her body. She didn't tell me anything but yet i understood, i understand everything. She can mute down her volume but the fears that her eyes display and the words that her body speaks says everything. It hurt and it hurt more when the i couldn't help her. She was there but yet there was nothing i could do. She was dying but she's trying to show that she was living up to her fullest.. but she was. Was it a move to make ne jealous or an attemp to live those last few moments she would be spending in this country in the way she likes but i could see her having the spark for other guys. What spark i had for her,she can't see as thr brightness of my spark is so much that her eyes are forced to change directions without realising what were those lights potrating.. She could've made two lives better but she chose

And it was like a miracle, seeing her there unexpectedly, i was confused if i should, should? Nah! If i  could act normal. If i could just be me. she understood or maybe didn't saw me but she just went to the opposite direction in a group of her college mates. I was still looking at the group when i saw one of her pointing to my direction and to none of my shock she started the  journey. Some 10 meters distance between us and i remembered to my good that i was in the registration board. I was supposed to direct the group but there i was with a group of girls other, many of them creating a situation i couldn't talk with her.i could but i didn't want to, she came near and to my luck i was called by a teacher to the other part and we couldn't talk in between then. I saw she had a phone on her hand so i texted her pretending to call a friend, yeah! we're friends though, friends who talk, talk about all shit. We were just friends but as always at the end of the day a bon

Hey guys! How are you? Thanks for all your support for my blog! new followers and more views in the recent week! Thank you a lot for that! I have something, maybe the most important till date to share with you guys! This is moreover a blog for your suggestions! I won't be laying off the high moral suggestions here, I just want to know what you guys think about it.You can even make a anonymous comment too. Now here it goes! I'm 17 now and yeah 17, teen age, the age of craze but recently i am having a lot of changes, hope they are just hormonal but these are mark able changes!I can't just quietly ignore them. I started a show-off case, pretending being what i am not. I am just a good guy as everyone noted but no i don't feel it as per my definition of good. I am totally avoiding the reality and Damn! caring about things i shouldn't be. Like " Damn! Did i sound rude to her? " " Does she like me ?" " Maybe! She acts different around me "

The most beautiful thing of being a blogger is that i can get help from you guys whenever i want some help. Today let me share my experience on the first day of my English class of this session. Yeah! Sounds boring .English class?? Really you might be asking you would want to share it but yeah! Let me go with it! Trust me it's rather different from what you regularly hear. The teacher entered and the first question following was " Are you in Love?"  and the first person to be chosen to reply was non other than me" Whoa!Man! Love?? and you are asking me!"I thought but none was said. Seriously that's the situation when you can't go front or stay back! So i needed to get out of the position! But man i am some guy with a weak heart and trust me when the teacher pointed on me i was gasped in the sudden terror of  PANIC ATTACK and there was not enough blood in my brain enough to think for the reply. * You might know what difficult position it is to be asked