Today I went to the cafe, just like every day since summer started. Except today, I made really awkward eye contact with this guy. In fact, I made way too much awkward eye contact with this guy. I don't really remember his face, but he had dark brown hair. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt. I didn't talk to him though. I was so embarrassed, I fast-walked out of the cafe so quickly afterwards. I couldn't even concentrate on reading Gatsby today.
Dad was sitting on the couch watching tv when I got back home. I ate a quick dinner with him.
I miss mom a lot.
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Diary Of Us
Short StoryA girl's diary in which she writes about a short-lived connection with a boy. *COMPLETED STORY*
