22. July. 2007.
Everybody's been looking at me weird since the park incident. They all look like they're Snapchating so I keep giving them their phone to capture the moment but then they just get mad at me and shove me away. I don't understand why they're like this.
I'm going crazy. Like my aunt Darcy. Except no one watches her like they do me. Michelle finally came back and took me to see another -- cleaner -- movie. It was stupid.
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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...
