GhostSlayer

And then there were two, 

Sitting on a bench by the bus stop.

Waiting.

Watching.

Two kids - teenagers - then young adults.

On different sides of the same story.

One representing tails

Back to school

Isn't back to school anymore

But it feels like it is.

It started a month ago

A month and one week ago

And still it feels like the first day.

I came from sixth grade. 

It's the 5th time

You've exploded

All because I didn't agree

With you

Each time

I would sit

Confusion clouding my brain

What did I do?

At first I would try

To apologize

The sky was red. 

Okay maybe it wasn’t completely red. 

Kinda orange. 

A scene from "Dune" when you think about it. 

Just bizarre. 

Hand in hand we walked down the path, littered with colorful leaves. A gust of wind swirled the leaves around us. Encompassing us in our own little world. I looked up, the trees bent over us with shades of red, orange and yellow.

Who am I 

What do I believe is true 

Who am I 

When I see the truth 

What do I believe