She walks though the halls doubting herself. Your worthless. Nothing. Ugly. Fat. The jocks and cheerleaders kick and punch her as she crys and walks down the halls of the hell they call school. But then as she becomes to feel alone she remembers that today she will meet the boy she calls the shawdow in the woods. She remembers as she crys what he wrote in her black book. When you feel ugly you are so butiful. You are not fat you are perfect. Always keep your head up and ignore the bullies. You are perfect. I love you forever and always. She begins to slow her burning tears down and smile a little bit knowing someone loves her regaurdless . She knows he was ment to find her book. Meant to read her dreams. He understands. She walks out of the building. The bullies trip her on the way out but she just keeps smiling. Today he will come. Today she will know who knows her best. She opens her moms car door. Her parents pick and bring her to and from school because she is afraid of getting hurt on the bus or walking home. Her mom looks at her and gives a concernd smile. " Hunny, what's wrong? Did they hurt you?" Her mom asked sympathetically. " no mom I'm fine" she shot back. Her mom just looked at the busy street while the girl stares. out the window smiling. As they pulled into the bare driveway. She left her book bag in the car not careing. as she jump out of the car. Her mom not questioning her this time. She ran as fast as she could down the path to the woods. Dogging rocks and leaves. Smiling like a twit but she didn't care. She was to happy and giddy to care if she fell and scraped her knee. This time as she entered the woods she calls her home the wind did not yell the hurtful word they always do that they copied from the judge mental people. The sweetly whispered the wonderful things the shawdow in the woods said to her. The air brushes on her cheek makeing her feel at home. She knows the trees welcome her knowing all her,thoughts and love and secrets. That's the thing trees will never speak never tell. She runs faster as the image of the shawdow in the woods runs threw her mind the figure of boy about her height and age 15 and with long black hair that looked to sway in front of his eyes the same a her side bangs do. He seemed to be wearing a black jacket with blue jeans on. She was pretty sure he was either emo or goth. But she didn't care one bit. She looked at her cloths and wonders how she looks. Her brown hair tied back in a bun and her long bangs right in front of her eye. Her hazel eye that sometimes appear blue or browm. Then her blue sweatshirt. That says I'm me. In the front and forever and always on the back. She loved this one . And then at her black wind pants with her gray uggs on. She thought it was good enough plus he loved her regardless. She ran to her moss coverd log once agin in the center of trees that look the same as the rest. She sits down and waits and waits thoughts running threw her head thinking about what he looks like. She hopes to see him today. Minutes then turn to over 20 minutes.mthe smile she feels begins to turn upside down in to a frown as tears whelk in her blood shot hazel eyes. She whimpers a little she thought the shawdow in the woods loved her. She was about to walk away when she remember that he might have wrote her agin in her black book. She walks to the tree where she hides it into the hollow part of the tree. And as she walks she whipes tears that fall on her cheeks away on to the crisp leaves that cover the forest floor. She reaches it and pulls back the vines as the moss comes off the trees onto her blue sweatshirt sleeve. She notices its on the left side of the tree . If its on the left side it means he wrote her if its on the right side then he left no writings . But she eagerly picked the book up. And held it to her hart as she twirls around in complete silence in the lone comforting woods. She smiles agin. She slowly stops and opens it to the page she stopped at yesterday. Then slowly turn the next page to make shure he wrote her agin. He did. She read it as her hart raced. It read : dear wrighter., I'm so truly sorry love I could not come for you today. I'm not trying to sound like a sappy story wich I know you don't go for. That's good because we have that in common. But I know your crying. But remember no matter how many times they tell you your nothing know that you are you are better them them and you are so perfect and so bueatiful. Can you hear that? The wind whispering my words to you? The comforting warmth my hart sheds for you? Don't cry. Your to good for that. Only cry of happiness for I will be there. I promiss 3 days you will see me I will come for you. Don't get discourage. But remember I will write to you so leave your book each night. I will whisper in the wind and hope it reaches you. I love you forever and always always and forever. " then she smiled all giddy and happy. She hugged the book. But as she closed her eyes, she knew she was being watched. She heard the soft breath of the wind. This was the shawdow in the woods this was the person who knows her dreams and imagination and understands. She end up to a new page and write. : dear shawdow in the woods. You make me feel loved and happy and skinny and pretty. You know my thoughts and dreams I can't wait to see you I will write to you even I don't even know your name. Good bye love Untill tomorrow when I write. Forever and always always and forever. " she closed the book and put the red pen back in her pocket. And smiled. She walked a way smileing all giddy like a twit. But she knew that the trees loved her the woods was her home. She might push away most but she won't let the shawdow in the woods go. She heard the leaves rustle once agin and about 10 feet she turned so fast she saw him . Only half though hideing behind the trees looking around waiting for her to go. She studyied him. His jest black hair flowed in his eyes. His electric blue eyes that pulled you in. She knew it thought he was emo. She was able to see the writing on half of his shirt. Emo 4 ever. She knew it put havering him hurt inside just knew how much he truly cared for her. She saw the smile he had on his perfect pink lips . It was so amazeing. But as his eyes inched closer to her she turned around and ran back to her house and right befor she walked in she whisper this into the wind and stars of life: forever and always always and forever.
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