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I have never been this flustered before, not even when I talked about my own experience of Chlamydia in front of the whole class. I can't anticipate what she will say and that's what freaks me out. We haven't talked since the fight, which is not so surprising. The fight was about the thing my friend divulged about me. Neither have I talked to my friend since that day.I didn't know that she was so fragile, that it would hurt her so much. I wouldn't say she encouraged it but it was quite blatant. Does she abhor me now?

A long time has passed, still, I am surprised that she´s even enable to talk to me. After the way she looked at me I am surprised that she asked for me, but I appreciate her concern. And now she is going to call me, I wonder what she will say?

Is she still upset? Or is she calling to make up?

I am convinced our relation will never be the same again but at least it can not deteriorate much more. If she forgives me it would bring me some kind of complacent, I wouldn't feel so guilty any longer. I just can't imagine anything else than that she would be reluctant to forgive me, she has always been very stubborn.

Maybe something have happened that necessitate her to call me. Even though I hurted her, she will always have a place in my heart and no matter what she is asking for, I will do my everything to help her.

My screen lights up and I see her name on the screen, oh well not her name but what I used to call her. I thought I had deleted her number but obviously not. Tears are starting to build up in my eyes and I realise how much I´ve missed her. I pick up my phone.

Hello Inga Britta!

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Verb story 1: When Happyland got even happier

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Verb story 1: When Happyland got even happier

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Once upon a time there was a princess who ruled the Happyland. She wasn't a regular princess because she abhorred boys.

The problem was that her dad, the king of Happyland, encouraged her to marry the prince of the kingdom on the other side of the lake. What he didn't know was that the princess had fallen in love with the sister of the prince. Her mother, the queen, was the only person who knew about her little secret. But unfortunately she became very sick on her 44th birthday. The sickness deteriorated and sadly she passed away one year later.

The princess realized that she was forced to tell her dad about her secret, but even the thought made her flustered.

She woke up in the middle of the night, because her heart told her that it there was something that had to be necessitated. The princess understood that she needed to divulge something, her secret about the crush on the sister of the prince.

With reluctant steps, she walked towards her dad´s bedchamber. But complacent as he was, he was looking at himself telling the mirror:

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?

He didn't get a chance to hear the answer because of the interrupting of the princess into the room.

Father? She asks. May I please have your attention for a while? I have something to tell you. But it´s a very fragile spot of mine, so please be patient.

Then she told him the whole story about her feelings for the girl on the other side of the lake, from the beginning, to the very end.

My dear, it´s very blatant! I could have anticipated that even without you telling me. But I do appreciate that you told me this.

A few months later, the king had enabled a wedding for his little daughter and her love.

They both said “I do” and lived happy ever after in a even happier Happyland.

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Verb Story 2: The Girl with the Fragile Heart 

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Verb Story 2: The Girl with the Fragile Heart 

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Once up on a time there was a flustered girl who had a fragile heart. She had loved the same boy for five years even though he had blatantly cheated on her. She knew what he was doing but she did not say anything because she did not want to lose him. He had become more and more complacent with the situation and did not care about his girlfriend´s feelings nor anybody else. The girl anticipated her future with the boy would not be great but what would she do without him. From the day she had found out her boy had been cheating on her their relationship had deteriorated. After some time, she could not handle the ignorance within him so she simply broke up with him. She missed him a lot, he was all she could think of and that was the reason behind her fragile heart. She knew being with him had been wrong but the heart wants what the heart wants. What had made it even harder was that the boy had abhorred the break up. He was very reluctant and said she necessitated something unnecessary when she divulged her decision. Even though he treated her badly she had appreciated his company. The break up was the hardest thing she had ever done during her youth.

She was not young anymore but the boy haunted her decisions. One day after several years she walked in to the same café as she usually ordered her morning coffee from. The café was her safe place after the time without the boy she had loved so much. She had been devastated but her heart had healed piece by piece ever since. The employee who knew her morning cravings so well handed her the cup of coffee and their hands touched. She felt a shiver rushing through her body and she knew she was able to love again.

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One day in September Marcus was on his way to school. It was dark outside, and it had snowed a ton during the night. He was not in a good mood because his first lesson was English, a subject which he abhorred. He had never liked any of the language subjects, and he hated his english teacher. Even though he was reluctant to even come to class, his mom encouraged him to do so. His mom said it is a necessitate to attend every single class, otherwise his grades would deteriorate. His dad chimed in and said Marcus should appreciate his mom’s advice. He didn't dare to contradict his mom as she can be quite fragile at times.

At English class Marcus was very flustered because they were discussing a novel that they were supposed to have read but he hadn’t finished it. Marcus didn’t want to divulge himself because he was afraid that the teacher would notice it. What he didn’t know was how blatant it was during the discussion that he wasn’t finished with the novel. He sat there complacently, thinking he was hiding it well.

After class the teacher wanted to talk to him. He anticipated that the teacher had figured out that he hadn’t finished the novel, which she had. He responded telling her that he had a lot of schoolwork to finish and that's why he hadn’t finished it. He said that he would enable himself to finish the book next week as he was finishing a couple of projects in the nearest couple of days.

He went to his locker to hang out with his friends, who were waiting for him. They told him that they hadn’t read the book either. He appreciated that they told him, and they went for lunch in the dining-hall.

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I was shook to my core. I never expected this to get divulged, and certainly not by you. I have never felt more fragile in my life, and this is only the beginning. Even though I feel betrayed, I somehow saw it coming all along, the anticipation was in the air. But, do not get me wrong, I still abhor what you did.

I suddenly start running, but I can not run away from my thoughts. My feet feel heavier than usual like they are reluctant to my movements. I am trying to catch my breath and I feel my pulse rising. The sky is getting darker than ever before. Right in this moment, I am asking myself why I never appreciate the good times? In every position I put myself in the circumstances deteriorates hugely. And even though I know better I always end up in misery. Watching other people being that complacent when they look at me is killing me. With every step I get more and more flustered. Every step feels harder to take. I took the blame but why did you not encourage me to open up to someone who could help me out. Maybe this could lead to something that can enable a brighter future. Am I fooling myself? Am I just stupid? All this time I have been lying to myself. I have been lying to you.

I am out of control. I am running faster but I am not getting any further. I wish could take it all back. I wish that I never had exposed myself the way that I did. I wish that I would of kept living in my box without causing any harm. It would have been easy. Something abruptely stops me in my tracks, and pulls me down to the ground. Is that you? I can not see anyone around me. It is totally empty. Cold winds caresses the sides of my face and I look around. I am stuck. This voice in my head. I hear myself screaming but I can not stop. Can you please be quiet? I did not realise what I had done before today, and now there is no turning back. I have seen a dead bodies before.

But this time it is all because of me.

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I took a deep breath as I felt the sweat break out on my forehead. I was flustered and my body felt so fragile I thought my legs were going to collapse. I felt abhor towards the fact that I was about to divulge the huge secret I had been carrying around for far too long now. But I knew it was the right thing to do. I would never be able to feel complacent if I didn´t. I looked up at Henry and searched in his eyes for encouragement.
“Come on Casper, your feelings are as blatant as ever.”
I sighed. Even though I was rather bad at showing it, I truly appreciated Henry´s support. He was the only one that enabled me to bring out the courage to finally do what I needed to do.
In my head I could anticipate what would happen. I could see myself be rejected and laughed out in the blink of an eye. My steps were reluctant as I slowly walked up to Ana. Once again I let the air fill my lungs and as she noticed my presence her eyes met mine.
“Hey, Ana,” I stumbled.

“Would you like to go to prom with me?”
My following silence necessitated her to give me an answer.
With a big smile on her face she replied:

“Hell no.”

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All of a sudden, she woke up to the sound of sirens and people screaming. The loud noise filled the room and her whole body with a strange feeling. At that moment, she was not scared yet but she was flustered for what was to come. They all had heard of the ongoing war and anticipated that it would come to london someday, but not this soon. She pushed away the blanket and made her way to the window. Before she was enable to look outside the window to see what the sight would divulge, she took a deep breath to calm herself. With a slow, careful move she removed the black curtains and what she witnessed at that moment was something she would never forget. The streets of London was filled with people in panic and the whole neighborhood was destroyed by the bombs. A boy in blue robe took her attention away from the burning houses as he ran towards an unconscious woman lying on the sidewalk. His scream made her feel fragile and vulnerable and it made her wonder where her own family were. The thought of them necessitated her to turn away from the window and go look for them.

Down by the kitchen she found her little sister hiding underneath the old wooden table. The fear in her eyes was blatant and she was reluctant to move. The girl tried to encourage her sister to be brave so that they could find a better hiding place. Suddenly the sound of near coming planes appeared and it increased by every second. The china in the kitchen cupboards started to vibrate, in that moment they knew the situation would deteriorate. As the bomb hit the roof above their heads the world stopped for a second and the girls were paralysed. The older sister knew that she had to do something but her body didn´t let her. A man came through the smoke. He yelled something they couldn't hear, grabbed their arms and dragged them out of the burning house. The man, her neighbor, who she used to abhor because of his complacent grin was now their saviour and she would always appreciate what he did that day.