So I haven't said anything in here for a while so, here goes :) School is going fine, especially now that I am making room for everything I should be doing &c. Here's a short story I wrote for my creative writing class, if you can't figure out what it's about than you're stupid... just kidding of course! I Know the Boy I see him through the window. He sits, a look of concern on his youthful features. Kind hands hold the large volume. His eyes, bright as they reflect the light form the sole candle lit on the desk, pause on a place. Slowly, he sets the book down and touches his face, closing his eyes. Afraid he would go to sleep, I walk across the front of the house, making noise on the wood there. His attention is captured and I meet his eyes with mine. I watch him get up from his seat. He pulls a coat off the wall and, placing it around his shoulders, he disappears from my view. In a moment, he appears once more, coming out of his home, a hand on the frame.