What used to be a shining glow of perfection had now turned into a hideous splotch of nothingness. No longer were his eyes a sparkling pair of diamonds, just two dull lumps of pebbles. His smile was not mesmerizing, just nauseating. The laugh that use to tickle my heart was now a sharp spear of mockery. I used to think I wanted the heart of whom I had loved so much, but now I knew better. I didn’t want that hatred beating muscle anymore. What I needed was to be alone for once. I arose from my dead like state and watched as my feet moved, left, right, left, right.
~Kyla (part of an essay for Mr. Giraud's honors 8th grade english class)
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