Note to reader: I am using this space and place to post parts of a new slip-fiction novel series I am working on, Left Brain Right, the story of a young girl who hears voices. I will not be posting the whole story, but I will be posting practical tips when dealing with someone, or one’s own self, as they are going through traumatic, or not so traumatic, experiences.

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How today’s story excerpt can help you:

Theme: Our hearts send out vibrations that others feel.  How do others feel when they are around you? Watch and observe and know how you are functioning. Granted, it is a dance between two heart’s vibrations. Sometimes they collide, and other times they harmonize.

Today’s Story Excerpt: (Left Side)

August 20th: Zack’s thought

I saw her sitting there, on the concrete off in her own little world. And even though she had a hoodie pulled up over her head, I knew who she was because of the art she was working on, Michelle. A girl who was in my art and social skills group last year. We had the opposite problems. She wouldn’t talk, and I’d often talk too defiantly towards my teacher’s and peers. What most people failed to realize, however, is that I didn’t talk that way towards everyone. Just towards people who had control issues. I have a real eye for bull shit and busy work, and I refuse to play that game. I get enough of that at home, I don’t need it at school too. It often gets me in trouble, but I don’t care. When I am around most people, they make me feel anger and rage, but when I was around Michelle, I felt a kind of peace and calm. It made me feel like I had to protect it or something. I guess that is why I’d choose to sit next to her, weather the teacher assigned my seat near her or not. I think teachers sensed it too because after a while, they’d just automatically assign my seat next to her. I’m not sure she ever noticed much though. She was always so lost in her own world, but once in a while, she’d come out, and when she didn’t think anyone was watching or listening, she’d actually speak to me.

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