A full classroom during math.

Nothing but the teacher talking and students taking notes, except for one who drew.

She started creating a beautiful peice, of a boy, the boy next to her.

The desks in the class are two by twos and she sits next to the best muse.

_If only he’d move his head to the right_

So, he did just with a different idea in his mind.

_I hope she gets my good angle_

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When the storm comes my compass always points to home, him, my love, my everything. Home is where the heart lays, and mine is with him, the most observant man in the world. The storm can be rough, emotional, and cold. He is my warmth, my support when I’m a burden, my pillar when I falter, my shoulder to cry on. He is my home and he is where my compass points to during a storm...

The thought of a patient losing their life…

The thought of breaking a contract …

Which is wrong which is right

She has to wonder now

Will the time come for the patient

Will she lose her job

She decided to tell because this one has gone through so so so much. Love. Hate. Abuse.

Screaming and crying while being dragged to the hospital. She may have gained a somone who will impose hate to her life bu...

We all look the same in the dark

In our dna we’re all the same

No differences in the dark

No hate when we are all alike in the dark...