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       Sex isn’t always what you think it’s going to be. I watched him take my clothes off like he was a stranger. He pulled at my buttons and undid my bra quickly. Like it was a race. His fingers slid across my shoulders while he slipped off my top. His hands were rough and I remember thinking, maybe rough hands means he knows what he’s doing. He didn’t really look at me while it was happening, he looked in my direction, but our eyes never met. I lowered his jeans and asked him if he thought this was going to take a while. I had a lot to do that day.
     
       Flames are slipping out onto the porch of my neighbor’s home. The rocking chair on mine is angled just right; I can see them licking their way up the windows and onto the roof. Turning the blue shutters black like ash. The crackling is almost musical. Before I have time to contribute, red and blue lights smear across my vision and sirens join the choir of cracks and groans. The old house begins sagging as a flood is unleashed where the fire began. My neighbor is standing outside of his home. Which is now burning fiercely, smoking like it’s telling a story. His possessions are brought out and laid before him on his perfectly cut lawn. His hands are on his hips, his head is shaking. His bare foot lifts off the ground and claps back down repeatedly. I can hear him shout over all the noise, “Do you think this will take a while, I had a lot to do today…”

        The nurse explained the process to me in crystal clear detail. She didn’t leave anything out. She said she’d seen a lot of girls that were younger than me. Also a good few that were older. She said age didn’t really matter here, when you know, you know. That’s what she said. I sat in the cool, faux leather chair picking at my finger nails, just listening to time pass. I heard a lot of names being called while I sat there. Each new name brought a new girl to her feet, drudging across the room to sign the last of many papers. Then she’d disappear behind a large brown door with no windows. Each time it opened I got a glimpse of the long, fluorescently lit hallway it hid. Each time it closed I muttered under my breath that I was here first.
        Finally, a nurse came out and called my name. I stood up, steady and unwavering. I walked to the outstretched hand offering me a black pen. I signed my name quickly and slid through the door at the nurse’s heel. Down, down the hallway all the way to the last room. She shut the door behind me after telling me what to do. I lowered my jeans and climbed on top of the table, laid my head down, and looked up at the lights. The doctor came in and sat down between my legs. Without taking my eyes off of the light above me, I asked her, “Will this take a while? I have so much to do today.”
 I will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl.
  • Mood: Longing
  • Listening to: The clacking of the keyboard.
  • Reading: Words?
  • Watching: The clock.

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Michaela Joy
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United States
I'm Michaela and I'm pretty much just like everyone else. :)

Favourite style of art: Conceptual Photography, Literature, Prose.
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Skin of choice: Keratosis Pilaris-less
Favourite cartoon character: Ming Ming
Personal Quote: "One can hope."
Interests
 I will stumble and fall
I'm still learning to love
Just starting to crawl.
  • Mood: Longing
  • Listening to: The clacking of the keyboard.
  • Reading: Words?
  • Watching: The clock.

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Kaafan123 Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2013
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E-Minz-W Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
oh my gosh
let me pet your literature
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beingabletobreathe Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2013
Have at it. ^_^ 
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E-Minz-W Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
*pet*
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DarkestNocte Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Congrats on 5,000 pageviews too =D
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DarkestNocte Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Hi. I love your writing, and I want to be able to write like you one day. I was wondering, how long have you been writing for?
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beingabletobreathe Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2013
Hello. I'm glad you like it. Sorry it took me so long to get back to you! I need to get back into it. I think I probably started around 7 or so years ago.
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MySideoftheStreet Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2011
one of the best writers I've ever read...
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beingabletobreathe Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011
Aww. Thank you!!! :-D
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silentpuppeteer Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2010
Everything you write makes me sad. Honestly, I didn't even read that much but everything I've read has made me sad.
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