The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 9More Like This
Chapter 9- The First Day
“Wake up, sleepy head,” a deep voice whispered, gently nudging Abbie. She lifted her head and yawned. It was still dark outside. She rolled over to look at Andy.
“What are you doing up? It’s too early,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.
“Warped Tour,” he smiled. That was all she needed. She shot up in bed and stretched.
“You got pancakes already?” she asked as she ran her hands through her messy hair and got out of bed.
“You’re good. They’re waiting in the living room when you’re ready. Ashley should be here soon,” Andy explained b
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I am a child, pale, and raised in lonely Cape Carteret.
I go to school near by, and have since day one.
I have yet to know my future,
But this is my response to a black man:
For you? For ME?
Perhaps - for shame?
I feel earth beneath me, things inside rubbing raw.
I see blurry colors and orange in my eyes.
I hear the talking of my peers and the voice you will not experience.
So, tell me, dead man of unknown intentions,
How much of an affect does this have on my mold?
What does this shape me as?
Who am I?
I too like to sleep and eat,
And I wish I could do it more.
Whether in the act or heartbroken, I love love itself.