As I walked into the gates I saw lots,loads of people. It was hard just to stand. How. Why is it so small here. Asked Rachel. I don't know. Said Stella. I stood there awkwardly staring at the ground. The ground was white and puffy. I could hardly see my feet it was so foggy. We walked until we reached the edge. It was very odd. The edge is very smooth,thick,and flat. Not puffy like a cotton ball like the rest was. Stella asked what's wrong. I started to yell at her. I did not mean to. Well we're dead stella! We died. We are not alive. We are not living! Do you not understand! I am never going to know what a kiss is like. I am never going to go to prom. I am never going to see my family and friends again!
Well Stella I guess you have experienced a kiss. I said
In the 6 grade! Stella was mad. Mad at me.
