

Child's Confession She's sleeping now.Child's Confession by ~Mystal
I told a lie today. I know I promised that I wouldn't, but there was no other choice. Tears streak the page. Someone may have been hurt worse, but then again, maybe not. Though, I'm just glad that things will be ok. Still, I was scared; why is it so easy to lie for absolutely no reason? Dried with a tissue—albeit poorly—the words smear throughout the writing. No, wait, I'm sorry. I did it again. There was a little reason.
See, I made a friend today. It happened on my way home from school, which really surprised me. This is it, the time fits. The flowers by the house down the street were pretty like always,


EuroTribute It was all a blur. Or, at least that's what it feels like after all of these months.EuroTribute by ~Mystal
The first day, rushing head-first into the tour. Frankfurt, drunk soccer fans, old and angry German men, strange soccer fans, ATM's that took no American card, ridiculously excited soccer fans, and pastries the likes of which I've never had the pleasure of breakfasting on. Oh, so many exciting things just as we landed. But the day dragged on--two for us travelers--with so much more to do, more than we really wanted. Rothenberg, torture museum, meh, ice cream, no sleep?, doll museum, I'll pass, stairs by the town center, unh... wait, what was that last one ag
I swear. Printer thief!
Looking all organized with your to do list
...accidental humor aside.
Word play is fun.
But seriously. Thats my printer. Hes a thief!
Agreed!
I believe I heard something like that at one point.