Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Revelations by Susan Evelyn (recommended ebook reader .TXT) 📖
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ourselves off from our friends and helped me put together a picnic basket while I baked a few treats. I suspect he assists so he can take advantage of any leftover food but it is nice to work together once in a while.
Day 28
Dear Diary,
Sunday dawned clear and fresh. My excitement knew no boundaries.
Manny drives so he and Vada collected me and Lexie while the others went in Nate’s van.
There was plenty of space still in the car park which indicated the recreational area was not yet crowded. We found a nice spot down by the water to spread out our picnic gear and there was an open grass area for the boys to play their rough ball games. They are always testing themselves against each other reflecting the pack mentality Peter described in his research.
It was a lovely day lazing in the sun, eating our fill and undertaking a few activities to invigorate appetites. Manny hired a boat and he and Vada spent a lot of time paddling around in the water. If my guess is right, there will be a romantic announcement before too long.
I took a short walk with Lexie into the reserve. We did not talk much other than to point out different plants and the insects and reptiles hiding amongst them. We held hands, nothing else was necessary. It was companionable and a better bonding experience than all the talk in the world.
Don’t mistake me though, I still get hot and excited just looking at him and have to restrain myself to not hang around his neck like an ornament. Whenever he turns on his cherubic smile I just melt and his wide eyes remind me of the young Pet following my 4 year old self around the yard. But the quiet times are equally important as the moments under duress, and today was one of those. Dreams of a future together have become a reality.
Day 29
Dear Diary,
Not much to write today. Classes have returned to the expected routine anticipated in that first day nearly a month ago. The new boy is no longer the subject of gossipy girls in corridors and he has become part of the campus landscape the same as any student.
My love has become a jock! He told me about it briefly at lunch before he joined the senior boys. He was invited onto the team and I have no doubt he will ace the tryouts. Jealous though I am of any time spent with other people, he does need to insert himself into the social hierarchy and this is the best way possible. It will also give us some outdoor activity as a group when we all go along to cheer for our boys.
Romantically everything is settling in well. I only have the full moon to contend with but we will face the challenge together.
He winked at me in class today and I nearly missed Mr Silverman’s question. Words just popped into my head and fortunately they were sufficient to respond correctly. Was it Lexie? Do we have a mental connection as well? More questions! They seem endless.
Day 30
Dear Diary,
So, the thirtieth day at last and this entry completes the challenge. Interesting though it has been, I must write goodbye, at least for now. Time will be at a premium for a while with me and Lexie working at our relationship. There is still a lot to learn for both of us.
This has been quite a pivotal month for me; an old friendship renewed, family secrets and forgotten memories revealed. No-one can say if it will work out for us in the end or whether free will can over-ride imprinting. I will write no more of this or my times with Lexie. Unless, perhaps, I have children of my own who need an explanation.
In closing, I do have one last entry.
I know I only need to whisper his name and Alex will be by my side in one form or another. For instance, today is Dad’s night out but instead of anxiety I feel supremely safe. Perhaps in the long term this will be an illusion, but for now that’s how it is. Safe, but more than that, protected. Imprint
Day 28
Dear Diary,
Sunday dawned clear and fresh. My excitement knew no boundaries.
Manny drives so he and Vada collected me and Lexie while the others went in Nate’s van.
There was plenty of space still in the car park which indicated the recreational area was not yet crowded. We found a nice spot down by the water to spread out our picnic gear and there was an open grass area for the boys to play their rough ball games. They are always testing themselves against each other reflecting the pack mentality Peter described in his research.
It was a lovely day lazing in the sun, eating our fill and undertaking a few activities to invigorate appetites. Manny hired a boat and he and Vada spent a lot of time paddling around in the water. If my guess is right, there will be a romantic announcement before too long.
I took a short walk with Lexie into the reserve. We did not talk much other than to point out different plants and the insects and reptiles hiding amongst them. We held hands, nothing else was necessary. It was companionable and a better bonding experience than all the talk in the world.
Don’t mistake me though, I still get hot and excited just looking at him and have to restrain myself to not hang around his neck like an ornament. Whenever he turns on his cherubic smile I just melt and his wide eyes remind me of the young Pet following my 4 year old self around the yard. But the quiet times are equally important as the moments under duress, and today was one of those. Dreams of a future together have become a reality.
Day 29
Dear Diary,
Not much to write today. Classes have returned to the expected routine anticipated in that first day nearly a month ago. The new boy is no longer the subject of gossipy girls in corridors and he has become part of the campus landscape the same as any student.
My love has become a jock! He told me about it briefly at lunch before he joined the senior boys. He was invited onto the team and I have no doubt he will ace the tryouts. Jealous though I am of any time spent with other people, he does need to insert himself into the social hierarchy and this is the best way possible. It will also give us some outdoor activity as a group when we all go along to cheer for our boys.
Romantically everything is settling in well. I only have the full moon to contend with but we will face the challenge together.
He winked at me in class today and I nearly missed Mr Silverman’s question. Words just popped into my head and fortunately they were sufficient to respond correctly. Was it Lexie? Do we have a mental connection as well? More questions! They seem endless.
Day 30
Dear Diary,
So, the thirtieth day at last and this entry completes the challenge. Interesting though it has been, I must write goodbye, at least for now. Time will be at a premium for a while with me and Lexie working at our relationship. There is still a lot to learn for both of us.
This has been quite a pivotal month for me; an old friendship renewed, family secrets and forgotten memories revealed. No-one can say if it will work out for us in the end or whether free will can over-ride imprinting. I will write no more of this or my times with Lexie. Unless, perhaps, I have children of my own who need an explanation.
In closing, I do have one last entry.
I know I only need to whisper his name and Alex will be by my side in one form or another. For instance, today is Dad’s night out but instead of anxiety I feel supremely safe. Perhaps in the long term this will be an illusion, but for now that’s how it is. Safe, but more than that, protected. Imprint
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