Essay

The next day, Brandon woke up feeling so much better! He prepared his breakfast, took another shower - he liked to start his day very clean - and turned on his computer. He wanted to take a look at Lucy and maybe she had posted something about her state. She didn’t go to class and he worried she was unwell.

He entered her page and saw there was nothing about her. Opening her album, he scrolled again through her pictures. Yes, he felt a bit ashamed as if he was stalking the girl.

‘You ARE stalking her!’, his conscience screamed at him, but he pushed her away and got back to what was interesting: Lucy. She was so beautiful and full of life. Even through the pictures he could see she emanated light. Her energy was clean, pure. Perfect. He had never thought of anyone like that, but Lucy had no other word to describe her. PER-FECT.

After a few minutes, Brandon decided he had things to do and couldn’t waste more time. Not that praise Lucy was a waste of time. He shook his head. What the