-- practice makes perfect sense to me.

[angelina]

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SO SWEET I CAN
HARDLY BREATHE,
due to such trauma in my teeth
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[/b][/color] just turning upside down could make the world change. It had no resemblance to the world in which she knew. The ground looked like the sky, green and fuzzy, while the sky looked like the ground, blue with scattered white puddles everywhere. It was a little bit weird, but Akira loved it nonetheless. Her arms were loosely dangling down while her legs were tightly wrapped around the bar above her. Yeah, it was freezing, but she didn't mind. She got used to the cold anyway. Obviously, something was wrong with her head though. No one else was out right now, and if they were, it would probably be just to get to any warm area they could find. But not Akira. She had been born crazy. So as she hung upside down, bright hair falling towards the ground, anyone passing by would think that she was crazy. She pulled out a pack of gummy bears from her pocket and ate a few. She coughed slightly at the weird feeling of swallowing upwards (it hurt her throat a little), and then grimaced at the remaining gummy bears, stuffing them back in her pockets. She had a tendency to be childish at times, and as if it didn't seem apparent already, today was one of those times. It was dead silent around her, except for every once in awhile, when some random person would pass by, glance at her for a few moments, and then walk away. You would think that she'd be hurt by that, but rather, she wanted to laugh her head off.

THIS WAS WHERE SHE CAME to escape her stuffy house and crowded town. That was the whole reason behind leaving everything and coming to, out of all places, a neighborhood park to play on the jungle gym. But this was it- the place where she slipped away from all of her troubles. It reminded her of the times back in kindergarten when the boys and girls would play silly little games with each other. The girls' only job was to sit, hang, or slide while looking pretty. The boys, in the meanwhile, would look for whichever girl they favored best and tell them, 'Hey, you're pretty. Do you want to share graham crackers and milk with me?" Then it turns into this whole thing where they basically adore the girl, doing everything possible with them. One minute, the boys love the girls for doing what they do, the next, the boys swear to never speak to the girls because she took their crayon. This bore some resemblance to high school relationships as well though: love turns into hate over the smallest things sometimes. Maybe kindergartners knew more than everyone thought. With a small grunt, Akira pulled herself back up to normal position. For a few moments, her head was throbbing as the collected blood in her head rushed back down to the rest of her body. Sitting on top of the bars now, she pulled out another gummy bear (she was addicted, she had to admit) and popped it in her mouth. She kicked her feet back and forth for awhile until she noticed that she had left her phone on the grass nearby. That wasn't such a good idea.

SHE JUMPED AND HER BODY[/color] fell through the bars, landing easily on the ground below. She was a little lightheaded, a result of being off the ground for awhile more than likely. She stumbled her way over to where her phone was laying on the ground, seeing that there wasn't much going on- no texts or im messages, which meant that no one needed her right now. She quickly jammed it in her pocket, forgetting that her little snacks were in there was well. Immediately after her eyes parted from the screen of her phone, she saw the swings, almost beckoning to her. She knew that she had to give in and play on the swings, at least for a little while. Happily, she almost skipped over to the swings. Instead of sitting on the swings like a normal person, which we established that she's not, she stood on the hard plastic seat, swaying her body back and forth. The wind rushed through her hair while she stood, almost losing her balance more than once. The swing moved higher and higher, and she felt as if she were weightless. She took a deep breath as her feet moved closer and closer to the edge of the swing seat. She was going to jump off, just like she did when she was a kid. She recalled the times when she fell and her father or mother had to come and help her back up, but those days were long gone. It made her slightly sad to think about her parents and how her mother was long gone. She wouldn't be coming back, no matter what.

BEFORE SHE EVEN REALIZED IT,[/color] Akira had subconsciously decided to turn into her five year old self and jump off the seat, waiting for daddy to catch her. Midway in the air, she remembered that she was fifteen, a high school freshman, and no one would be willing to catch her from this fall. She landed on the ground and a sharp pain formed in her right ankle, which she had landed directly on. "Crap." That was the only word she could muster up while she sat there, dirt on her hair, holding her ankle as tight as she could. At this point, she was helpless, curled up in a ball trying to make the pain go away.[/blockquote][/ul]

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TAG[/color] evverryyyoneeeee
WORD COUNT[/color] 939
NOTES[/color] it's horrible and most of it sucks, sorry =[
MUSIC[/color] practice makes perfect by cute is what we aim for
CREDIT[/color] coding and image credit to me, lyric credit to teddy geiger
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