COLD FEET (Ongoing✅✅)
I had my life all planned out on paper since I was nine years old. Talk about a young girl so full of vision, one who knew her onions and was so focused on where she was headed. But these were the lies I made people believe of me. I had them thinking I had my life all planned out and was ready to go for whatever I wanted. I lied...Because each time I claimed I needed retreats to build upon my vision, I laid lifeless hiding beneath the shadows...This began when I was seventeen years old..The day I had met him. For a girl who suffered teenage depression all through her life, even as a preteen, I thought awakening love would be my pathway to healing. "Hey, Doxa!!!" I heard his voice, shouting my name down the corridor. I gave myself the appellation "Doxa" when I was twelve. In quest of my purpose, the name came into being, I just knew God had a glorious destiny for me so I decided to be called "Glory" in Hebrew. Luis was my spec. My perfect definition of 'Mr Handsome" like,who wouldn't behold his alluring facade and be smitten?"Yeah, hi" I smiled, waving back at him."How are you doing?" he asked, still in the warm embrace"Fine," I was still smiling gleefully and don't blame me. It's not like it wasn't worth it. He was "drop alive" gorgeous!"You smell nice", he sniffed me as we withdrew the hug. " thank you," I blushed, there was also something delicate about his compliments that always swept me off my feet."You welcome, are you busy this evening?" He asked, giving me a light smile with his mixed American accent."Em...no, why?" I knew why. He usually asked this whenever he missed me.At this point,I must admit, I am even scared to continue narrating. I'm afraid I would rip open my scars again...AUTHOR'S NOTE:THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENT THAT SEEM OTHERWISE SHOULD BE CONSIDERED COINCIDENTAL. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE!©illustrious_joy…