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My car was getting nearer, until I can finally see the white washed buildings and the green roof. Finally, I have come home. I have arrived to the place where I really belonged.
I have been dreaming alll my life that I will come back. Those dreams were then stupid and unreal, of course, they were dreams. However, my dreams were no that high, and coming back was happy indeed.
I went out of my black Porsche, and remover the earphones of my ipod playing Avril Lavigne. I can't see anyone yet. I explored the rooms and felt my happiness well up. I closed my eyes and felt at peace with the world when suddenly, the thudding footsteps of heavy leather shoes coming to me filled the corridor. I was not alone.
"Moody!", a booming voice filled my ears. I looked. I knew the face, of course. It was the trusted though strict watchman of the school Mang Proxy.
"You're so early. Excited for your first day of school?", he asked. "Of course, been dreaming this for millions of years already".
"Well, I'll be completing my rounds. See you". He went towards the direction of the school backyard.
I put my earphones back, S Club 7 playing. More students came, some I know, some I don't. Anyway, there is a lot of time for acquainting.
The welll of hapiness full inside me is now overflowing. In the distance I can see my two bestfriends coming. Leizle's face beaming as if there is really something exciting she wants to tell me. Jesse's face unreadable, as always, with that same enigmatic smile. I sighed contentedly. I love being a Duscian.
- Title: The School by the Fields
- Artist: moody san
- Description: This is the first chapter of my story as a Duscian in RTPM-DSHS, there are some changes though to make it the story better. Hope you like it.
- Date: 03/17/2009
- Tags: school fields
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Sombra Ventisca - 11/16/2011
- Wow, nice! biggrin
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- i saw you in my sleep - 06/29/2010
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Your story really touched me. I feel this way too, because soon I'll be moving back to my hometown.
'Finally, I have come home. I have arrived to the place where I really belonged. I have been dreaming all my life that I will come back. Those dreams were then stupid and unreal, of course, they were dreams. However, my dreams were no that high, and coming back was happy indeed.' - Report As Spam
- Sharpshovel - 07/08/2009
- Agreed.
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- alyssa-the-princess - 04/01/2009
- ...... intresting.....
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