AdmiralSol

He was gone, just like that. Emotions were swirling throughout my head. I didn't know what I should be feeling at the moment. All I knew was that my best friend was gone, out of my life forever. I didn't even get to say goodbye! Tears were just begging to burst out of my eyes. But I couldn't let them. I refused to let them fall. He wouldn't like that… he never did like it when I cried. Still, why?! Why did he have to go and do that? Why did he have to leave this world now?! I slumped against the wall. After hearing that news, I couldn't find the strength in me to stand. Looking up, I wished the bearer of bad things to be just joking. I

"You want me to do, what!?" Lily shrieked. I knew this wasn't going to go smoothly, but I figured she would at least hear me out. Sighing, I tried to explain the plan again. It really was a simple plan, at least it on paper. "Look, you just got to become…" "I know what you said, I just don't understand it." Lily scoffed. It was written all over her face, the idea didn't appeal to her. But, she needed to do it, she promised she would help me out regardless of what it was. With quivering lips, I plead with my big golden eyes. No one could resist my pathetic sad look. "Uh no, No way! You could look like the saddest creature on earth, it'

I never liked parties, let alone ones at a club-like venue. There would always be some sort-of stupid people at the place, and people would try to hit on you regardless of your gender or orientation. Okay, maybe that last part is a bit of an exaggeration, but I still stand firm on my views on the stupid people. When people are drunk, they don't know what they're doing half the time; people generally don't know what in the world they are saying, and they end up making fools of themselves in front of strangers and friends. Of course, there is that occasional person that remembers the whole night, and some people remember parts of it, even when