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Agenda.
WHO is Tristen?
I am shrouded in a veil of mystery, and will always be.
I am enigmatic, erratic and kakorrhaphiophobic, and will always be.
I am born in the mystic month of July.
The rest shall be a mystery.
I hope you dont mind my abstruseness.
Craves (:
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Lets listen to the msuic of the sun.
Hark.Larynx.
Natural Spirit.
Fade Away.
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Tuesday, July 15
Disturbia / 9:41 pm
Today's history lesson was like usual. We were doing pretty mind maps of Indus Valley Civilisation and Chinese Civilisation when the unexpected happened. Right in front of me. I saw a friend throttling another friend by the neck, with cold fury. I was stunned and remain frozen, watching my friend silently bearing pain and being slowly , very slowly, sapped of air. I still remained frozen when suddenly a shrill scream unfroze me. 5 or more people were already on their feet, restraining the "killer" while some brought the "victim" away from the site. I glanced at the killer. He looked twisted;demented. It was very very scary. Throughout my 7 months, i have never seen him so twisted; demented. He was screaming "Kill! Kill!" While the other just let himself be smothered. 2 people had already sped away to inform the teacher who was not present at that point in time. I didn't know this yet and got up in a daze, increasing my gait down the stairs into the staff room with alarming speed. But i was halfway down the stairs when the two boys with the teacher arrived, all with a cold, grim look on their faces. I led them to class, but the fight had been over. The matter was settled, very, very quietly after lesson. Meanwhile we got our scholarships. I was elated to have mine, of course. As i walked back to class, another friend started talking to me ceaselessly, ignoring the incident that had just occurred. But my thoughts were somewhere else. I was chiding myself. How could i let a friend kill another friend without doing anything? How in the world did i manage to remain frozen and watch my friend be smothered? This is a matter of life and death! I could not get over the fact that i took so long to react. Some people chose to ignore this incident completely and just watch. I could not. Even if that friend did something really mean to me in the past, i still could not stand and watch him die. At least i reacted. But not fast enough. Thank the heavens that he is alright. He escaped with only some red marks on his neck. He was veru lucky. Though he didnt blame me and even told me that i was not involved, i still could not shirk off the guilty feeling in me. I should have been the first one to go to his aid. I should have. I will, next time.Til then. Fantasy, Tristen
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