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Sep 2015
On my school, Im the shy, invisible girl.
My friends are gone and lost. At- least at this school.
Girls in my class is like another species, if you compared them to me.
The bell rings, and the hell begins again.
Where all the students pair up together.

Except me.
Im in the corner.
By my side, is only a shadow, and that's my shadow.
Girls in my class are so see-through. They show everything and share everything. Rumours, secrets you name it.
They didn't even know my name last year.
I keep myself as a mystery. Maybe that's a bad thing, but I like it that way. It so boring when you know everything and all.
It is like a see-through purse. You see everything a person have.
Im more the dark purse, where you wonder what's inside.
Im not one of the see-through people.
Luna Montez
Written by
Luna Montez  Norway
(Norway)   
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