Radioactive Rain

Hi. On the way to maths, the sky was yellow. It looked like an Instagram filter or something... weird and almost hollow. It's an indescribable colour. We went to PSHE; by the time that was finished, everyone was shouting "Look at the sun!" (some said "Look at the moon!") I didn't get to see for a while as it was hidden behind a building but then I saw; the clouds had parted to reveal a weird, red-white orb in the sky. It was beautiful but also kind of threatening- like something you'd see on Dr Who. Everyone looked at it for a while but then the clouds covered it again and the sky continued to be yellow-orange-pink and looked hollow again. The air smells better- some people say it smells like tropical flowers and sandalwood.  So, Lithium and I went to the library (which is where we are now) to look up what had happened- turns out that it's related to the hurricane Ophelia- the wind is bringing up dust and air from the Sahara and the dust is...

I will go out to the bay and I will sit. I will sit on the cold, salty ground and look out at the rolling sea of an indescribable colour. And I will look out until I can look no further. My eyes soon meet with distant shadows of land so I stop. I can hear their voices but they don't notice me. Hair and eyes blend into seaweed. Skin becomes sand. A grey skirt fades into the wall and my breath is carried away by a hollow wind. Ten years from now, wherever I end up, I don't want to forget who I am now. These words won't mean a lot to other people but, for me, they sum up who I am at the moment.  She is one of the first to arrive at school and when she does it is empty so she notices things that seem to disappear as soon as the next person arrives. There is a lot of glass in her school- the glass is dark and reflective. Sometimes she likes the way her reflection looks in the glass. But that makes her feel vain. Other times, she can be having a nice day until the glas...