1. July. 2007
I feel cheated.
I tried finding a new friend since, you know, Michelle is being a bitch. So I went to the park and sat on that bench Connor showed me. You know the one? I thought I told you about this before? No? Well, it's this really pretty, hunk of craved wood that just rests on this hill overlooking the city and the buildings and its in the shade because of all these trees behind it.
It's nice.
Well, I sat there, hoping what he told me was going to work. But it didn't. I just got a bunch of licks from dogs.
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In the Days of Chapstick, Gum, and Soda
HumorI might write a book. I don't know. Life happens to get in the way of that sometimes. * * * * * Inspired by @Woowoowriting and her books: The Darlings of Suburbia and Seeking Connections. * * * * * Short Story #319 Hu...
