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I feel like drawing but unfortunately I'm moving again so that I'm closer to my school. This really sucks but I guess I'll just draw a bunch of stuff on paper and wait until I can go into my new house which right now is filled with everything that I'm allergic to.
-flips table and walks off-
Swoon by Agent42Kisa
Swoon
I started drawing this before I went to the homecoming. I was almost finished, but we had to get there. Its almost exactly like what happened at the dance. When I'm nervous or under to much stress my left arm trembles and I try to hide it by holding my jacket or holding my phone. 
I was extremely nervous at the dance because of the crowds, I am an introvert so its extremely stressful and nerve wrecking. 
But when I caught a glance of the guy I like I just went over and called out to him. We sort of talked, really sort of I was way to stressed by the noise and people crashing into me and getting to close. I started to tell him what I had to but my stress levels were elevating so I told him that crowds made me uncomfortable and offered him my number. 
He whipped out his phone then after a while of glancing from me to his phone and back again. He asked me to message him on social media.
I said I would and he left to go home.
I got home a little later to finish this and I was so overjoyed I wasn't even aware of what I had been drawing till this morning. I'm still happy as a child in a free candy shop.
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I went to the homecoming game for Klein High Friday night.
The guy is in the marching band, everything was odd though.
Klein lost to Collins by 25 to 41, as my brother predicted.
We moved closer the band when there was 4:29 on the clock for game time, Fourth Quarter.
The band went back down to give a show after we lost.
It was a Beethoven classic, marvelous to my ears and charmed my heart like classics always do.
Just as the sound ended they played the school fight song.
By the end they crowded to leave, my friend called out to him as I struggled to say anything.
I was fighting my fear and muttering Mm... for awhile before I final shouted his name.
I caught a glance of his head turn and I slammed my hands over my mouth in disbelief.
I had called out to him and my friends that were in the band smiled knowingly at me.
I couldn't believe I did it, I final called out to him without panic.
A shriek of his name still whirled in my head as I tried to calm myself.
I felt joy over terror and glee over my nervousness.
I trembled because I was so proud of myself, I did something on my own without being an ass.
I did it by myself without thinking I need help, I just thought I have to do this and I did.
The first time I have ever listened to myself since the first day of falling for him.

At the homecoming dance, Saturday night, it took awhile but when I saw him I felt all my nerves energy just leave.
I went up to him and spoke to him with the same thoughts I did when we were friends.
I couldn't get all the words out but he told to send him a message on social media.
I felt happy that I wasn't nervous because of him, mostly nervous about the crowds.
I maybe an introvert and parties really make me uncomfortable but at that moment I didn't care.
I just wanted to talk to him like I used to.
I did, sort of, but I'm proud of myself I forgot I was scared.
He made me happy by hearing me out, he has always made me happy when ever we spoke.
I'm still overjoyed, I had almost forgotten how easy it is to talk to him.
I'm proud of myself, even the crowds didn't scare me from talking.
Softly by Agent42Kisa
Softly
All my dreams are strange. I feel he is there but I don't always see him. I love my dreamscape sometimes better than the really world. So far its the only place that I don't feel ridiculous or nervous. I know one day I shall be able to speak and probably look really silly as I do. I am strange and I know the world and my nervous have more control over events than thoughts and feelings. My bravery is my art.
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The strangest thing just happened this morning.
My mind was is in dream delay, I was brave.
Of all the things I could do, I did the strangest thing.
I said Hello to someone I still fall for
I didn't think it was real, but in dream delay I am brave.
I said hello without realizing that he was as real as my art at hand.
I waved as well, thinking what a wonderful dream this is.
I was surprised that he looked shocked and confused
but I just kept walking, till my brother asked who was that.
I wouldn't have known that I said hello to someone who was real.
If he had asked nothing.
It took a moment....... Oh gosh I said Hi to him. Oh no I said his name.

Oh my heart fluttered suddenly, how could I not realize that I said hey to a boy I care about.
To someone I once hurt and regretted the sadness I brought. But the strangest thing was
his soft brown eyes didn't make me feel like I kicked a puppy. In fact I felt like I was holding one with my heart.
Oh, he looked surprised. I wish he knew that I pushed him away for fear they'd hurt him. But I hurt him so.

The Strangest thing is still in my chest, I feel my heart flutter at the idea of this morning.
I actually said Hey to him, it wasn't a dream or a fantasy or a parallel. 
I said Hello and my heart is warm, I'm not nervous for once.
I feel pleased that I did something on my own, I said hey.
I'm worried still but for a whole new reason.
How do I speak with such confidence again.
How deep should I breath.
How much thought must I put into words.
Should I try to smile more instead of looking away.

Oh dear I said hello and his name. I feel a smile at the memory of this morning.
I went to the homecoming game for Klein High Friday night.
The guy is in the marching band, everything was odd though.
Klein lost to Collins by 25 to 41, as my brother predicted.
We moved closer the band when there was 4:29 on the clock for game time, Fourth Quarter.
The band went back down to give a show after we lost.
It was a Beethoven classic, marvelous to my ears and charmed my heart like classics always do.
Just as the sound ended they played the school fight song.
By the end they crowded to leave, my friend called out to him as I struggled to say anything.
I was fighting my fear and muttering Mm... for awhile before I final shouted his name.
I caught a glance of his head turn and I slammed my hands over my mouth in disbelief.
I had called out to him and my friends that were in the band smiled knowingly at me.
I couldn't believe I did it, I final called out to him without panic.
A shriek of his name still whirled in my head as I tried to calm myself.
I felt joy over terror and glee over my nervousness.
I trembled because I was so proud of myself, I did something on my own without being an ass.
I did it by myself without thinking I need help, I just thought I have to do this and I did.
The first time I have ever listened to myself since the first day of falling for him.

At the homecoming dance, Saturday night, it took awhile but when I saw him I felt all my nerves energy just leave.
I went up to him and spoke to him with the same thoughts I did when we were friends.
I couldn't get all the words out but he told to send him a message on social media.
I felt happy that I wasn't nervous because of him, mostly nervous about the crowds.
I maybe an introvert and parties really make me uncomfortable but at that moment I didn't care.
I just wanted to talk to him like I used to.
I did, sort of, but I'm proud of myself I forgot I was scared.
He made me happy by hearing me out, he has always made me happy when ever we spoke.
I'm still overjoyed, I had almost forgotten how easy it is to talk to him.
I'm proud of myself, even the crowds didn't scare me from talking.

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