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That Night With You...
When you extended your hand to me,
You asked me to dance.
My body trembled from your touch.
I feel my body tingling at the memory.
I tremble now...
Wishing for that night to come again.
Our ChildHood: Chap 1
He held onto his mother's skirt, and hid his face behind the fabric. His mother smiled warmly at him.The mother of the young child lightly patted his cardinal red hair as they continued to walked down the hallway. Every step they made echoed in the air. His apple green eyes stared at the walls. They were neatly covered with hand drawn drawings from other children. He was still in awe in this one particular drawing that caught his eye. It was a crayon drawing of a large blue toothpaste and next to it was a little girl holding a toothbrush. She had cerulean blue pigtails and a light blue spring dress.
The boy's mother suddenly stopped and he caught himself from hitting the back of her leg.
His mother smiled sweetly at him and he saw a door in front of him with a picture of a smiley face.
"Toku," she said in a gentle loving voice, "We're here."
The said boy nodded and watched as he mother knocked on the door. He waited eagerly and stared at the door. Toku did not move from hi
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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