Status: Baby I'm back! I've been gone for nearly 10 years, so please take the early chapters with a pinch of salt.
To tell, or not to tell.
Opportunity
My steps are dragging slightly. I walk a lot but I don't like this. This walking with out direction. Wandering aimlessly through a near deserted hall way.
"Let's sit down somewhere."
And we do. We, my friends and I, sit on a staircase. Normally this would be a problem, what with the boisterous pupils running and pushing without care for others, but not today. Many people have gone down the Perth Road. It was almost like a tradition. So we sit, in an unusual place and talk. I smile. It's not a real smile. I know this. They do not. I make sure it reaches my eyes. I'm not stupid, I can act. I have been doing it for a long time. I partake in the current joke, laughing. They're one of those things, friends, arn't they, that can make you smile, really smile , smile a real smile, even when you're feeling morbid, with out even trying. Things don't seem so bad any more. I'm blowing this whole thing out of proportion. Ah, yes, I can see it now. How many people have it worse off than me? So many. I won't tell them. Not today.I doubt I ever will, really. Why should I? It's my problem. I can sort it. I can. I will. Without even knowing it, they have lit up my whole day.
"Let's sit down somewhere."
And we do. We, my friends and I, sit on a staircase. Normally this would be a problem, what with the boisterous pupils running and pushing without care for others, but not today. Many people have gone down the Perth Road. It was almost like a tradition. So we sit, in an unusual place and talk. I smile. It's not a real smile. I know this. They do not. I make sure it reaches my eyes. I'm not stupid, I can act. I have been doing it for a long time. I partake in the current joke, laughing. They're one of those things, friends, arn't they, that can make you smile, really smile , smile a real smile, even when you're feeling morbid, with out even trying. Things don't seem so bad any more. I'm blowing this whole thing out of proportion. Ah, yes, I can see it now. How many people have it worse off than me? So many. I won't tell them. Not today.I doubt I ever will, really. Why should I? It's my problem. I can sort it. I can. I will. Without even knowing it, they have lit up my whole day.
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.... Hmm, dedicated to a friend? You could say that. -_-' This is not the last chapter. There is another planned. I just need to get round to writing it now....