...To fall from grace, is it the same as if i were to fall towards it?...4 years ago in General Fiction
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I lay on the moist grass, hidden out of sight, at the far edge of the school oval. Above me i gaze aimlessly into the soft cloudy sky, just that little bit out of my reach. The clouds directly above me play games with the sun, in a constant circle of hide and seek. Shafts of light spill down, over the treetops and onto the oval, creating a beautiful spectical at the best of times. A scene of serenity something uncommon, in this neck of the woods. And just as i am closing my eyes - the lunch bell rings, signaling the end of our freedom for now. I gather up my belongings and reluctantly head to my next class. To forget the sun and the clouds playful game, and walk into the darkness of what i know will be a horrible class.
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