I roll my shirt up so it reveals the bandages and slowly take them off, wincing. The bandage goes to my back to, from where the shark grabbed me. I take it off and stare at the cuts, not believing how it looks like a dog bite. But way bigger.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He sits beside me and I wrap an arm lightly around my stomach, not caring if it hurt, and start on my soup. It's raining hard outside, thunder and lightning. I glance out the window, swallowing, before looking back down at my soup.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I watch her out of the corner of my eye, concerned, and eat my soup. I never should have let that happen to her. I promised she wouldn't ever be hurt on my watch...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside