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JULIA:  August had been hot. Something in me, probably the school kid in me, felt bad that summer was almost over and I had done nothing but sit in my house for three months, but inside I was busy. Tristan and I had gotten to know each other better in the few weeks we started instant messaging. For the first time in months I was on fire. I was social and happy, or as good as it gets talking to someone over the internet. I woke up in the mornings vibrant, grabbing a good cup of coffee, and I’d sit down for hours talking to him. I had a handful of friends and many acquaintances from school, but they were so dull. They couldn’t relat

John's POV It was a very long and hot day in July. It was my childhood best friend’s sixteenth birthday and our massive group of friends all arrived to celebrate. Everyone had come with their boyfriends, girlfriends, and younger siblings. There must have been over thirty people in the smallest backyard pool you’d see in your life. As an introvert, I tried my best to float on by through the river of chatty-Kathys without being too bothered. Needless to say, it didn’t work out and it wasn’t a pleasant experience. These people were drawn to me like a moth to a light. They just kept coming at me. Of all the phases in my l

My eyes stung as my mascara dripped into my eyes. It was 90 degrees outside; too hot to have a graduation ceremony. For all the freshmen, sophomores, and juniors, summer had begun. I watched them run out of their classrooms, smiling wildly, and planning their three month break with all their friends. For me, I partially dreaded and eagerly awaited the end of high school. Graduating was great because I was finally done with the teenage angst and stupid people voicing out their opinions (“marijuana is bad for you, like alcohol!”), but then I also had great anxiety of what would become of me when I didn’t know who I was. My pa

The universe is vast and timeless. When it truly existed, beyond the theories of science, we’ll never know. Despite all our knowledge, all our efforts to grasp reality and shape it to our own, we cannot explain why strange phenomena occasionally slip through our concrete theories. And sometimes… fate has plans for us that we could’ve never foreseen. That’s where our story begins. I was different as a little girl. Not to be confused with the feeling of not being included among my fellow peers (which did happen), but more I was brand new to life. While most of my friends played, I was contented to stick my bare feet in