Lily Luna Potter squinted her eyes to see through the crowd of students on 9 ¾ platform. When she finally saw two flashes of white moving among all the people, she turned to her brother and turned his chin in that direction. Grinning, Albus Severus Potter, who turned seventeen in the beginning of May, put his hand in the air and blew out a fountain of purple sparks.
-What was that for? – asked Ron, who standing a bit aside with the rest of the adults and recent graduates of Hogwarts. The whole Potter-Weasley farewell party consisted of Harry, Ginny, Ron, James(who graduated from Hogwarts last year), Rose(fidgeting with her new Hea
The diary of a dream traveller. Chapter 1. Eve. by blueberryhearted, literature
Literature
The diary of a dream traveller. Chapter 1. Eve.
Nobody ever asks me how I slept. I suppose, it's a natural reaction, when I walk out of the bedroom looking like I just digged myself up from a grave. I just don't talk to anybody and take my cup of coffe.
Everybody are two people. My sister Jade and my boyfriend/best friend Sol. They don't even look at me as I enter.
Sometimes all I want is to go back to when I was fifteen. Until my mom found out I'm not 'normal' and sent me to a boarding school in Scotland. It was a «hey child we still love you, but please be as far away from us as possible» gesture. At least my sister and my cat still loved me. We were an awesome family before
The diary of a dream traveller(intro) by blueberryhearted, literature
Literature
The diary of a dream traveller(intro)
I am haunted. Every night I am different person, living in a different world. World with no hope. No bright light. But then I wake up, and I am happy, living in a world full of people who love me. I am haunted. I am haunted by myself.
-Eve, are you okay?
I hear his voice from the kitchen.
-Yeah, I am. I’m coming.
Liar. Of course, you’re not okay. I’m staring at myself in the big mirror with the wooden frame, carved with small birds, which stands in our bedroom. I try to see glimpses of red hair, freckles, and skinny thighs. I do it every day. But I never succeed. All I see is my pale face, dull grey eyes, and straight blon
She is magic. It's not that she is extremely beautiful, or super special. She is just magical.
She looks like magic. She is a fairy, a mermaid, Peter's Wendy. She lives in books, traveling from one story into another, exploring them , living there. That small pixie girl with bright blue eyes, freckles on her nose and cheeks, her dark hair in short bob with bangs. She has never been one of those elegant or gorgeous ladies. She has always been small and hilariously awkward. She, actually can't walk 100 meters without tripping or hitting something. But you can feel this energy that magical creatures are supposed to have in her. When she laughs
Lily Luna Potter squinted her eyes to see through the crowd of students on 9 ¾ platform. When she finally saw two flashes of white moving among all the people, she turned to her brother and turned his chin in that direction. Grinning, Albus Severus Potter, who turned seventeen in the beginning of May, put his hand in the air and blew out a fountain of purple sparks.
-What was that for? – asked Ron, who standing a bit aside with the rest of the adults and recent graduates of Hogwarts. The whole Potter-Weasley farewell party consisted of Harry, Ginny, Ron, James(who graduated from Hogwarts last year), Rose(fidgeting with her new Hea
The diary of a dream traveller. Chapter 1. Eve. by blueberryhearted, literature
Literature
The diary of a dream traveller. Chapter 1. Eve.
Nobody ever asks me how I slept. I suppose, it's a natural reaction, when I walk out of the bedroom looking like I just digged myself up from a grave. I just don't talk to anybody and take my cup of coffe.
Everybody are two people. My sister Jade and my boyfriend/best friend Sol. They don't even look at me as I enter.
Sometimes all I want is to go back to when I was fifteen. Until my mom found out I'm not 'normal' and sent me to a boarding school in Scotland. It was a «hey child we still love you, but please be as far away from us as possible» gesture. At least my sister and my cat still loved me. We were an awesome family before
The diary of a dream traveller(intro) by blueberryhearted, literature
Literature
The diary of a dream traveller(intro)
I am haunted. Every night I am different person, living in a different world. World with no hope. No bright light. But then I wake up, and I am happy, living in a world full of people who love me. I am haunted. I am haunted by myself.
-Eve, are you okay?
I hear his voice from the kitchen.
-Yeah, I am. I’m coming.
Liar. Of course, you’re not okay. I’m staring at myself in the big mirror with the wooden frame, carved with small birds, which stands in our bedroom. I try to see glimpses of red hair, freckles, and skinny thighs. I do it every day. But I never succeed. All I see is my pale face, dull grey eyes, and straight blon
She is magic. It's not that she is extremely beautiful, or super special. She is just magical.
She looks like magic. She is a fairy, a mermaid, Peter's Wendy. She lives in books, traveling from one story into another, exploring them , living there. That small pixie girl with bright blue eyes, freckles on her nose and cheeks, her dark hair in short bob with bangs. She has never been one of those elegant or gorgeous ladies. She has always been small and hilariously awkward. She, actually can't walk 100 meters without tripping or hitting something. But you can feel this energy that magical creatures are supposed to have in her. When she laughs
Some people are soft
Peach skin and strawberry lips
They laugh with the breeze and smile like
the sunrise: slow, new, bright
I am not soft
I am bone and muscle
Blanketed by burnt skin and caution
I laugh like earthquakes and smile like
the sunset: slow, nostalgic, fading
I was once soft, I was once new
I was once innocent (or was it ignorant)
Soft is no longer the right word
I do not miss soft
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