Musings 2
Secrets have always been interesting things. Stuff in general. When your're a kid, a great secret would be the chocolate you stuffed in a box somewhere, then left to rot, or that you punched your sister on the nose and didn't want anyone to find out. Small secrets.
Then there are the big ones. Things that you don't want people to know, and hope they never find out. Everyone has at least one big secret, but you can always tell. There's this feeling you get in your gut when something hits you as being not quite right, but you've nothing else to go on but the feeling. Stupid, nosy people look for proof. But secrets are best left alone. When you find out what they are, when they're not meant for you, it's not fun. The truth hurts.
Take for example, my brother. I only recently discovered that she's not really a he at all. (bit obvious really). She got expelled from school. You can't expect her to go to a boy's school right?
Then there are the big ones. Things that you don't want people to know, and hope they never find out. Everyone has at least one big secret, but you can always tell. There's this feeling you get in your gut when something hits you as being not quite right, but you've nothing else to go on but the feeling. Stupid, nosy people look for proof. But secrets are best left alone. When you find out what they are, when they're not meant for you, it's not fun. The truth hurts.
Take for example, my brother. I only recently discovered that she's not really a he at all. (bit obvious really). She got expelled from school. You can't expect her to go to a boy's school right?
posted by Julie at 2:00 AM
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