My Christmas Special:SoraKairiMore Like This
Kairi! shouted a boy with brown spiky hair and sky blue eyes.
Kairi stroked her hair away from her face and smiled. Whats up Sora?
Sora stood in front of her and said, Have you forgotten? Today is Christmas eve!
Kairi gasped with shocked, Oh my god! I almost forgot!
Sora took Kairi by her hand and said, I know how to make this Christmas the best Christmas ever!
Kairi studied him with her ocean eyes. How?
We can go to Christmas Town! said Sora excitedly, Donald and Goofy left the Gummi Ship at my disposal so we can go anywhere we want!
Really! said Kairi with an excited jiggle Isnt that where you saved Santa Claus from that Oogie Boogie?
Sora nodded. Yeah! So do you want to come? he asked.
Then Kairi suddenly gave a shiver. But that means we have to pass through Halloween Town!
Sora looked at her curiously. And your point?
TracksWhen I was a child, my mother took me to see the frozen carcass of a wolf hit in the winter. The train had cut the animal clean in half - it’s forelegs and head lay on one side of the tracks, it’s hindquarters on the other. It was petrified in time and perfectly preserved by ice, its mouth still curved into a startled snarl. Those tracks had scared me ever since. But they didn’t scare you. I don’t think anything did.More Like This
You held out your hand, bare feet on wooden planks and metal. Drunk on Birthday Cake Vodka (stolen from your sister), we’d tumbled into the forest in nothing but our bikinis and wandered to the tracks. You laughed and said you’d done it a thousand times, promised I’d love it.
I took your hand hesitantly. My palms were cold and sweaty - a fact which always made me self-conscious. You didn’t seem to notice as you tugged me down the twisting path. The rocks between planks stung as they poked into my feet and the metal was icy co
AnxietySometimes,More Like This
Sick isn't something
You can see.
When I'm standing there -
Fists bracing -
For 'no reason at all',
I hope it makes you
Feel big and tall,
To tell me I'm being stupid.
When I can't talk to someone -
Because my throat is dry,
And I feel sick,
Like I can't
Catch my breath,
Like I'm going to cry
Like I'm hurtling
Towards death -
Don't tell me to
'Get over myself'.
When I'm crying -
And my knees
And I'm too scared
And every heart
Makes me jump -
How can you tell me
I need to 'grow up'?
When I can't get on a bus -
Because so many people,
So many eyes,
And my mind is force-feeding
Me so many lies -
Don't tell me I 'think I'm better
Than everyone else'.
I'm trying my hardest.
Really, I am.
Would you tell someone with a broken leg
To just get up and walk?
Would you tell someone with no tongue
To open their mouth and talk?
Would you tell a wingless angel
So tell me why -
When it is