Personalities

Judgment

            Judgment lurks around and tells me I’m not good enough. He sits in the corner, usually keeping to himself, watching the others play around in the gym with a scowl on his face. He has neatly combed black hair and not much acne. He is just barely the tallest in our school and he would be fairly associated with Popularity if he didn’t drive them all away. He dresses in formal wear only and polishes his shoes daily. It could be said he aspires to be like Professional one day. He doesn’t have many friends, beside Gossip and Criticism, who by now, in high school, is used to being belittled. He thinks he’s the greatest and he constantly compares everyone to himself. Somehow, he is just so swell of a person; I wouldn’t be surprised if his parents were Jealously and Confidence. He always seems to hang out with Pain, and if I was Pain id stay away fro him. I Try to keep Uncertainty as far away fro him as possible, I don’t want him of feel like Defeat.

            Judgment sits in the back of all his classes, to insure no one will Judge him, if you ask me, he’s probably related to Insecurity.  Intelligence, our teacher has no tolerance for his gossip, and she makes sure to put the kibosh on his speech. Judgment is despised by most of his peers and Acceptance doesn’t understand why he can’t just let people be who they are.

            Judgment wants to build with Dictatorship. He wants to be in with Control. He wants everyone to feel unworthy of his being and he wants Perfection to be his Queen, after all, she is the only one he has nothing to say about. A place were society is modeled off of him would be miraculous, but intangible; How can you have a country based on Judgment, and have it not in a slaving state? There would be no freedom because everyone would be working on becoming more like him.

            For now he will just sit, in the corner of the Gym, staring down Athleticism and Talent, secretly wishing he was like them, but he’ll never admit it.

Imagination

            Imagination is the one who can both keep to herself and, be the center of attention. In all the classes I have with here she sits directly in the middle of the classroom. She sketches things, possible future inventions, maybe blueprints and even creatures. She’s not particularly talented but I enjoy looking over her petite shoulder and into her drawings of thing I cant comprehend.

            She is extraordinarily fashionable and trendy, dressing herself with unique clothing and colorful scarfs. Her left are is encircled with bracelets and her hair is long and bouncy; going from a dark brown to a shade of purple. She wears high boots and her glasses sit so symmetrically over her greenish blue eyes that can stare right through you. When she walks he motion persuades me. It has a sense of fluency that, ponce caught in, draws you back to a simpler place so calm and peaceful. Her beauty is underrated because of her extroverted personality. Most people are put off with her friendly smile and sweet greetings. I guess people are just used to being scared. Scared of things that should be embraced.

            As much as I like her, she doesn’t pay much mind to me. She occasionally smiles at me but we aren’t good friends. She might not have many friends; people tend to stray from things they don’t understand. I once say her at a park, alone lying in the grass with a plentiful smile on her face, looking toward the sky. Her pure sense of joy was alluring.  It makes me feel odd, but happy. She has such a noticeable aurora; she is sure to brighten your day.

For now I’ll just sit behind her in class, studying the lines she crafts and shapes she sculpts, over a shoulder.

Charm

            Like most other girls in my school, Imagination has fallen victim to Charm. He doesn’t understand what power he actually has. He can carelessly strut throughout the hallway, and have dozens of girl stare at him with aw. He can have any girl he wants, I’m sure of it. It’s a shame he wants the only girl I want. I started hang out with Jealousy, maybe because he just knew how I was feeling.  I tried to get over it, but I felt a lot like Dependence.

            Charm wears a nicely tailored suit to the most informal events. He has dark hair and mystifying eyes that change color with mood. He has perfect grades and he is tall and sometime wears glasses. Everything about him complements himself. He is definitely one of a kind.