HALLWAY NOVORY
There stood a man in an alley an hour ago chuncking up all the sweet and sour chicken he ate earlier with a woman named Samantha AKA Candi. Yeah, she's a slut but a sympathetic one. His name is Oliver, blue eyes, brown haired. After Candi saw Oliver with his blue drunken eyes look at her before she walked inside her apartment she kissed him on his check. Like i said, she's sympathetic. The cold wind brushes against Olivers face as he walks back to his car thinking to himself, " what is love? Who am i? Who was she? Shit, i hope i don't get aids. " He got into his New Hybrid car and drove away. He turned on the radio and listened to an oldie station.
*I hate this. Watching everybody happy, i'm not. What is the point anymore of trying if your only bound to fail? I'll never love again. My house isn't all that cool. Just a bed, TV, kitchen, and two empty rooms. I open my door and look around everyday to an empty house. I hate this feeling of being alone. I sleep.
I hear an alarm. " Wake up, buttercup. Wake up buttercup", over and over again. I get up and get dressed. I don't know if i should wear my brown sweater or not. It's my first day teaching at the New York Academy For Deaf Students. I get in my car and drive through the traffic of downtown. I see cabs speeding, a woman fall on the sidewalk, the view of the sun rise is beautiful. The building looks very run down as i walk inside. The kids there all seem quiet but then it hits me, it's a deaf school. I walk to the front and get my room number as i go and set up for class. I go ahead and take two tylenols because my head is killing me from last night. My first period is ok as some kid spills his water and kids laugh silently. I leave to get some towels but i can't find a janitor anywhere so i go inside this deep closet. There are all these cleaning products as i go into the closet. Basic windex and bleach. There is a rat as big as my foot walking by so i scream like a little girl as a hear noise come from the other door. I put my ear towards the door as i open the door slowly. I hear cars and horns and chit chat of others. My first reaction is there's a hole in the wall. But as the door finally opens i see a street full of people and some dude with a crazy neon mo-hawk. He looks familar. Then i realize it's me.
*I hate this. Watching everybody happy, i'm not. What is the point anymore of trying if your only bound to fail? I'll never love again. My house isn't all that cool. Just a bed, TV, kitchen, and two empty rooms. I open my door and look around everyday to an empty house. I hate this feeling of being alone. I sleep.
I hear an alarm. " Wake up, buttercup. Wake up buttercup", over and over again. I get up and get dressed. I don't know if i should wear my brown sweater or not. It's my first day teaching at the New York Academy For Deaf Students. I get in my car and drive through the traffic of downtown. I see cabs speeding, a woman fall on the sidewalk, the view of the sun rise is beautiful. The building looks very run down as i walk inside. The kids there all seem quiet but then it hits me, it's a deaf school. I walk to the front and get my room number as i go and set up for class. I go ahead and take two tylenols because my head is killing me from last night. My first period is ok as some kid spills his water and kids laugh silently. I leave to get some towels but i can't find a janitor anywhere so i go inside this deep closet. There are all these cleaning products as i go into the closet. Basic windex and bleach. There is a rat as big as my foot walking by so i scream like a little girl as a hear noise come from the other door. I put my ear towards the door as i open the door slowly. I hear cars and horns and chit chat of others. My first reaction is there's a hole in the wall. But as the door finally opens i see a street full of people and some dude with a crazy neon mo-hawk. He looks familar. Then i realize it's me.

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