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    Innocence

    Innocence- New Moon

     

    "Alice, are we too late?"

    Could the plane go any faster? I bounced in the seat, agitated by the peace around me.

    Alice was trying to reassure me in the best way she could.

    "If he sticks to the simple, dramatic choice, then we might have time."

    Waking up, I can see that everything is okay

    I swear, I can't bear the nightmares anymore. Nothing had been able to clear my head for a long while now. Not the rain or a refreshing shower. My mind was not as it once was, now it only consisted of a jumble of distorted thoughts like it had been since September. A jungle of mazes.

    It was so..suffocating!

    The first time in my life and now it's so great

    There had been a day when I'd wanted to wake up. A morning I'd craved all through the chilling night just so I could hurry off to school.

    Slowing down, I look around and I am so amazed

    I think about the little things that make life great

    School, the place where I was sure to find him standing stone still in the parking lot, waiting. His golden eyes seemed to follow my truck as it swerved into an available spot.

    I wouldn't change a thing about it

    Every time I approached the marble statue it would suddenly dawn on me that it was breathing.

    Whether it was the bronze tint given to the sculpture's hair, the vermilion lips or the straight and angular features on his smooth face, but most likely it was the velvety voice that aroused this realization.

    His hand penetrated the natural warmth of my skin with his icy touch as he laid it on my cheek

    This is the best feeling

    This innocence is brilliant

    Only a short time ago I'd gone searching for the meadow. But as I stood in the center of the clearing, it hadn't looked so splendid as it had the morning I had been there with him. With a slow, elegant motion, he laid down on his back, the emerald green grass sprawling underneath his magnificent form. It appeared to me that he contributed to the light brightening the clearing.

    I hope that it will stay

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