Story of My Life -Xion--1,2,3- I stretched my arms above my head as the first few sunbeams stroked my face. I looked out the window by my pearl-white bed with blue gauze canopies. I've got to admit, I love the environment here. I live by the beach, as is evident by the many shells that decorated my room. I slid out from under the silky sheets and brushed off my black night dress, which matched my equally black hair. I walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a pale blue tank-top and a pair of denim shorts. I changed into them and made my bed. I found my sandals, the ones that Naminé had gotten me for Christmas. I grabbed my MP3 player and shoved it into my right pocke
Concert Click. Click. Click. I was just about ready to explode. I threw my shoes off in exasperation. Damn stilettos. "Whoa, Kat, are you okay?" I heard Zack ask nervously. It's not every day that I'm throwing my footwear across the room. "Not really. I don't know if I can do this alone... Especially in THIS." I replied, gesturing to the pale blue dress that came to just above my knees. I wasn't comfortable in skirts in general, and I was supposed to wear a dress. "Dammit..." "Is it all because he t
Night SkyCarefully, I began to slither out from my house and into the open air.I have no other description thanfree,lively,and most of all,peaceful.Bare feet began to trod ondew-laced grass.I inhaled the pure scent of midnight deeply.The enchanting, clean,sweet smell of midnight.My eyes locked oneach speck of starlight.It was a beautiful mix ofsoft black silk andshards of pearls and other gems.My heart then began to beat again.I felt alive.Although I still couldn't see the moon,The stars would suffice tonight.Without the gentle notes of a piano,or the lovely rhythmic sounds of a guitar,I began to dance