Secrets

Everybody has secrets. And to be perfectly honest, I think secrets are great fun.

There are the secrets that are all yours - "We should pick out of a hat!" Haha that's so... ambiguous, but at least we were being very productive (...kekeke)!

Then there are the ones that aren't entirely secret, but are something that you share with just a few friends - "...How are you?" "FABULOUS."

Then there are the ones that are very secretive indeed because if people found out it would lead to death!!!! - "You know what's weird? THIS."

Then there are the secrets from years back, that aren't yours to tell. When you know something, about someone you don't know that well, that you never had the right to find out. Or at least you think you know, even if you're not sure.

There are the secrets that you will not divulge, even if it's not that important, even under pressure, because you don't want to break the trust that you've only just managed to win back.

There are those that seem innocuous, but when you hear the whispers, you realise how much pain they're hiding in what goes unsaid.

And then there are the ones which we guess at for half an hour and are met with a stony, killjoy-type silence. This is the infuriating type of secret, the one that is just a bit of fun but hidden away anyway. It's so mean to take that fun away from us, don't you agree?

Yes, Sarah Louise Bolton, I AM LOOKING AT YOU.

That is all!

(What. You weren't expecting me to actually TELL any secrets, were you?)