Dancing with Dyslexia
This is about a dyslexic girl, this is much different than my usual stories. I'll try to avoid the blood.
The thumping of Alex's fists pounding on the door, echoing my heart beat back and it rang out in my ears. I stare blankly at the blue carpeting.
"Just a second!" I shouted at Alex.
"Rachaeeeeeeeeeel!" Alex groaned from behind the rough, white door. "Hurry up! I'm losing feeling in my hands!"
The truth is, I dreaded tutoring and anything involving school. I wasn't good at it. I was good at nothing but dancing. I sighed as I trudged over to the door.
I twisted the smooth, cold metal in my hand and with a hard jerk, Alex's wild blond hair greets me by being so low and shaggy. His emerald green eyes stare into my sapphire blue. His pale skin shines like the light of the moon, ghastly, haunting and beautiful all at the same time.
Alex shuffles over to the glass coffeetable.
(will be finished later, it's getting kind of late over here$
"Just a second!" I shouted at Alex.
"Rachaeeeeeeeeeel!" Alex groaned from behind the rough, white door. "Hurry up! I'm losing feeling in my hands!"
The truth is, I dreaded tutoring and anything involving school. I wasn't good at it. I was good at nothing but dancing. I sighed as I trudged over to the door.
I twisted the smooth, cold metal in my hand and with a hard jerk, Alex's wild blond hair greets me by being so low and shaggy. His emerald green eyes stare into my sapphire blue. His pale skin shines like the light of the moon, ghastly, haunting and beautiful all at the same time.
Alex shuffles over to the glass coffeetable.
(will be finished later, it's getting kind of late over here$
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