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True Tragic Story; A Witch-Girl, Who I Fell in Love with, Got me Expelled from my High School.

Part Four, Her Mind Games Begin:

As my love her grew, so did my tender curiosities, until one day it was confirmed that our soul’s were perhaps compatible. I was standing outside English door, waiting to go inside as usual - suddenly I overheard Megan say to her friends ‘I wish that someone would teach me Russian’, she was within easy distance to be overheard. I took this as an obvious hint that she was interested in my Slavic knowledge, for myself am half Slovenian. There was no doubt in my mind this out-loud comment was another clue of her secret attraction to me, I did not go undetected. Now I was left with another dilemma, perhaps she’s interested in me teaching her something special, however how was I supposed to accomplish this? I decided that the first things I must do... Is 99% old-school detective-work!

Year Two Begins / Конец года один 

Time passes painfully / Время проходит мучительно

Time passes by like the wind, my body Grows Stronger with exercise, my mind becomes smarter from reading and studies... After going on a mysterious journey during my Holiday break, I felt like a new person coming back to college, I was ready to reach my maximum intentional. I wouldn’t be satisfied with only a C grade, in fact I set the bar higher for a Grade B or higher, deep down I knew that I could do it; I could go for GOLD this time. To a certain extent, I also knew that I had a side mission to do as well, a sort of loyalty to an idea. One that I had committed to, which felt like an eternity ago. 

It involved a girl who worked in McDonald's, with long, lush, dark hair, and a wicked heart void of emotions. Now I stronger, faster, smarter, and I knew more about her and my own background. The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to together, but I could never have expected that out fates were to collide in the way that it was to happen. My life was about to be turned upside down and inside out, like a horror show. Luckily, I enjoyed the remaining happy times that I had at college during the first term, however the second was to be cut tragically short as dark events stirred; Ones utterly out of my own control, and at the time comprehension. The Doomsday clock began ticking...

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True Tragic Story; A Witch-Girl, Who I Fell in Love with, Got me Expelled from my High School.

Part Three, The Plot Thickens: 

One depressing day after my English class; I went grocery shopping for my aunt over the bridge and down the street to Waitrose. After I finished paying I saw Megan & her friend by the entrance, they were giggling to each other and looking at some news items or magazines opposite the flowers stand. I walked right past them, but they took no notice of me... if they did then they did well not to show it. I took little notice of them and walked home, although I was never fond of her friend, another ginger girl with spectacles who always looked as if she were starring into space without any emotion beside boredom. I must add, though, that Megan’s hair looked magnificent as usual; as lush as a Fell pony’s.

Once I got home, I couldn’t help but fantasize about her beautiful hair and body. Despite not knowing it yet, she was already in the process of possessing me. Megan’s behavior became stranger by the week, she would fumble about the staircase outside class while walking up, then glance at me with a small smile. Likewise, my emotions began to react, I became moody, sad and depressed. It was as if she had trapped me inside of my own college timetable; the days without English class became worthless. I would only think about loving Megan, the times in between class would become painful. Leaving class would hurt me...

Over time, I slowly became a fantasist, but the deeper I delved into my own desires the more depressed I became. I could her the darkness of her heart penetrating my own like a Bronze spear, like the one held by mighty Leonidas when he commanded his brave 300 Spartans against the infinite Persian army. To combat my depression I would fill the time between my lessons by going to the gym and working out with heavy free weights, occasionally using machines. The rest of the time I would absorb my mind in reading fantasy novels, playing intense WW2 strategy games, or simply making some memes about EU history. This was in vein, for it didn’t stop my feelings of love, it only suppressed them momentarily. Little did I know that this was nothing yet, I could still sleep at night.

 Apart from strategy games, I also played a bit of CSGO: Counter Offensive, as when I was still at Secondary my buddy Hadrian would play this with me; my other friend George would also join us Online after school finished. Since I left School, I no longer saw either of these guys; because the former is still a game addict and social recluse, where as the latter became a drug addict & scumbag. I myself started to become a game addict, on Steam I had over 1,000 achievements from playing every Call of Duty, as well as being hooked on ‘Panzer Corps’ - like chess but with infantry,  tanks, navy and air-force. I knew that my lifestyle wasn’t healthy, I had no friends, only one family member in UK... But I couldn’t become sociable for I was already possessed, my heart was Megan’s. To confirm my loneliness, I began to learn Russian via books & CD.   

I was now becoming a Vampire, my mind a mystery, lost to a powerful Witch...

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True Tragic Story; A Witch-Girl, Who I Fell in Love with, Got me Expelled from my High School.

Part Two, The Curse Begins:

Even though she called me Hannibal Lecter, unlike most boys I wasn’t upset by being called that, in fact I found it quite mysterious; which made me more attracted to Megan. Perhaps that was her intention, to keep her inner feelings ambiguous, to keep me guessing? Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to make of this, was it a flirty compliment from a strange girl or just her being rude and nasty? I eventually decided to find out the truth.

I presumed that Megan likes Netflix... I really wanted to Netflix & Chill with her...  However I wasn’t sure how to ask her out in person, or how I would show my loving affection for her. For the rest of the academic year, I did nothing, I simply ignored her and focused on my studies, in my spare time I read a lot of guides on how to approach women on my smart phone; however this just made me feel even more alienated, as I thought that If I didn’t follow the steps correctly than I would never be able to love her, as should reject me. Despite doing nothing, for some reason this began to attract her to myself... I would stand outside class silently and Megan would often come close to me and perch down right opposite me. Although, Megan was also the silent type (or so she wanted me to think); she was clearly expecting me to make a move on her, however I simply didn't know how at that time, so I waited for good ideas...

I truly desired to say SOMETHING to her, to confess to her that ‘YES, I LOVE YOU!’, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t muster the confidence to express myself in the vicinity of 29 other teenage girls. My inner thoughts were cautious about them, I believed that if I made my feelings for Megan known, then they would all mock me and make me a laughing stock. I had no intention of watching the Lecter films or TV-Series, however I had heard of the character mentioned by my friend from Silence of the Lambs (A film which I still refuse to watch). I knew that he was a serial killer or something, a psycho. This made me extremely nervous, I would often find myself having to walk away from waiting outside class, for I couldn't bare the silent akwardness on some days, or the barrage of silly girl-talk during others. Either one, they would always ignore me. It seemed as though their moods wood change from day to day, depending on their emotions. On one occasion, a short ginger girl with a face like a horse even laughed at me because I was standing frozen outside the door, not wanting to confront those awful little ladies. In class they would often choose to not co-operate with me during so called ‘group work’, set by my English teacher with a nice ass. She called Susanna, a brunette with brown eyes, a fatal combination for me...

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True Tragic Story; A Witch-Girl, Who I Fell in Love with, Got me Expelled from my High School.

Part One, The Romance Begins:

The biggest dilemma regarding my first blog is where to begin my story? I could be linear and start from the very beginning, but that would be boring, so I’ll start right when the juicy ‘rising action’ begins... However before I even tell you how the events unfolded, I must start by saying that I was studying Double English,     including the fact that I had a crush on my 44yr old female English teacher too! I know, your probably thinking ‘eww gross’, but keep reading; you’ll get why soon.

During the 1st year of this 2yr course, I was still only 17yrs old with limited romantic experience with girls of my age group, due to being an only child and filling all my time by doing sports, walking or revising and doing my homework. Being a boy, I was either very unfortunate or very lucky (I’m still not sure which), as somehow I ended up in a class of 30 females, including my English teacher, and only one other male student (whom I shall describe in greater detail later). Of course, I was very nervous and anxious in the beginning, particularly in yr1.

On one rainy day, sometime mid-way(ish) through yr1 - I was running late to class, wearing a big, buff, black Finnish army jacket with winter padding; I burst hurriedly into class and took a seat near the door, next to a pert, slightly plump girl called Megan. I must interject (admit) that yes, I fancied this girl in particular, for she is beautiful. I still dream (am haunted) buy her long black hair, hazel eyes, & pale white skin. After I had nervously removed the essential learning items from my rucksack, she turned to me with an empty seat between us and murmured ‘You look like Hannibal Lecter’, in a tone & manner which was void of any emotion/empathy. 

A few weeks later after this moment, I caught Megan gazing at me in class with a cheeky smirk, probably since at the time I had a shaved head like a gangster. I returned a stern, brazen-faced look of defiance at her mockery, to show my dissatisfaction regarding her earlier rude remark. Even though I was feeling uncomfortable with the swarm of spoiled and disrespectful girls all around me, for some unknown reason I felt at ease gazing back at Megan, as though her presence neutralized all the other queens. I dare say, it even made me feel warm and fuzzy inside, in a way that I had never felt before; calming me.    

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