At night, when I'm at that point between awake and sleep, I try to imagine what it'd be like if you were here.  I don't imagine anything sexual.  I imagine how it'd feel to be snuggled up next to you.  How it'd feel to have your arm around my waist casually, drifting off to sleep.
To be honest, I want you so bad.  I've never wanted anyone this much this soon.
You don't see what I see in you, which isn't so good.  I guess it's the same way around, too though.
You make me smile so much and we just always seem to understand what the other person means, even before the words leave their mouth.
I don't just want you physically.  I want to be in a relationship with you.
But I don't want to be the only one wanting that.

Wob

Every conversation is a battle for who gets to talk.  I've never met a boy who talks as much as I do.  You exceed my expectations in so many ways.  I think we want to know each other so well that we're telling each other everything the only way we know how.  You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you, darling.  I'm so happy God put you in my life.
I'm just afraid of Him taking you too soon.

Dystopian thing

The lightning fills the dark room even through the closed blinds.  As the thunder claps and the lightning sparks grow closer together, I tremble with my hand over David's mouth.  He can't move or make a peep. This kind of man-made storm tracks what we say and do.  I'm still trying to understand why our government would sink to this level, but have no time to dwell since I must protect what's left of my family.

Once Upon a Time...

When I was a little girl, I remember watching "Lizzie McGuire" on Disney Channel.  I used to wonder what made her so special.  I would try to make my life worthy of a TV show.  In other words, I thought Lizzie McGuire was an actual person and was just so special that Disney decided to make a TV show about her life.
I was an imaginative child, needless to say.

July 2011 Writing Challenge

We had a Skype date scheduled tonight. He never responded to any texts. I think something is wrong.

4 days later

He finally called me.  As I yank each word from his lips like teeth, I realize this is so much worse than I could have imagined. There is no way I'm staying here. 9 hours away. I'm too far away from him.
He never really has mentioned his dad before. Doesn't like to talk about his family. Always seems to regard them negatively. Now it doesn't matter. His dad is gone forever. Bought a grill and blew it up in his car. It's the most creative suicide I've ever heard of.
I'm fighting my mom to come home. I need to be there for him. I need to make sure he's ok. I'm not allowed.
I have to stay at school.