Balance.

The month of October is filled with chilly nights, beautiful sunrises and the changing colors of leaves. The unexpected arrival of snow gave me a shock to the system. Season's are changing, which means time is speeding past. The leave are still orange and red, and the sky is raining frozen water. I think the season's are clashing, and we're right in the middle of it.
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The balance between physical and emotional attraction has to be right on the edge of being perfect. Nothings ever perfect so the relationship can never be. The hope that it might be perfect is there but it will never happen. Something will always get in the way, but that's okay, since nothings ever perfect.
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If you've met me before this summer and looked at me now, you'd think I had a twin. Before this summer, I was the most selfish person you could ever meet. I was pampered in every aspect of my life. I thought the world was about being the best and highest at everything. But, no. Reality smacked me in the face this summer. Of all the shit I have been through, this summer was the worst but the most exciting. To sum it up, I changed. A lot. I became caring, loving and fun. I don't like to be serious anymore because sometimes it adds the frustration to life that people don't need. Sometimes my old self shines through little cracks, but that's it.
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A voice grumbles, with a hidden whimper, as the voice grows louder out of the darkness. A black figure appears and laughs loudly. A girl stands there, staring with a terrified look. She has the strength to refrain from flinching, but also the weakness not to looks at the black silhouettes face. The black figure walks a circle around her, running it's eyes up and down her body. The girl stares straight ahead, waiting for the blows to start. The figure stops to the side of her and caresses her face with a rough hand. The girl cringes as the silhouette drops it's hand to it's side and move sin front of her, revealing the bleeding slashes on her ruined cheek. The figure laughs as the girl starts crying. She falls to her knees and hides her bleeding face with her hands. The figure kicks her sharply in the ribs, making her fall sideways. The girl stretches out her body, revealing the now bleeding slash through her shirt. The black figure drags it's nails down her back, cutting her open deeply. The girls whimpers and screams,"Stop! Just stop! I am sick of getting torn apart!" The black figure bends over her and quickly kicks her in the side of the head before it disappears back into the darkness. The girl watches the silhouette disappear, and then she cries harder before she disappears herself.