Original Story: Lost InnocenceI looked up from my page of carefully colored art at the blue and milky sky full of whisps and puffs and swirls. It was a quiet day in New York city and yet my mind was buzzing with sounds and feelings. The sun was shining bright as it usually does in the middle of July and the city looked bustling with life although it was only seven. I was already in my uniform, I didn't get much sleep as I had woken up three hours previous.Original Story: Lost Innocence
I picked up my book bag and stepped in front of the mirror calmly and cooly. I said goodbye to my apartment, the walls covered with animal prints and spots, a plazma screen T.V. on one of the walls, beanbag
