I'm going to a dance." With Becky?" No, with Alexander." Who's Alexander?" The love of my life!
Ellen SchreiberThen how about one kiss?โ he said with a sexy grin. โSomething to remember me by?โ ...โIโll give you something to remember me by,โ I said. โThe back of my head.โ I pushed past him and escaped through the door to freedom.
Ellen SchreiberEvery time the phone rang, my heart jumped. Was it Alexander? And when it wasn't him my heart would break into a million pieces. It had been two longs days since I had seen my Gothic mate. I was so preoccupied with Alexander, dreaming of the next time we'd be together, nothing else mattered. I didn't wash the spot where his tender love lips had pressed against my flesh. I was acting like I was straight out of a Gidget movie! What had happened to me? I was losing my edge! For the first time in my life I was really afraid. Afraid of never seeing him again and afraid of being rejected.
Ellen SchreiberI always felt sorry for humans, spending so much time in front of the mirror. Fixing their hair, makeup, and clothes, mostly to impress others. Did they really see themselves in the mirror? Was it what they wanted to see? Did it make them feel good or bad? And mostly I wondered if they based their self-image on their reflected one.
Ellen Schreiber