I miss the good days.
A lot of people can relate.
I know I can.
So can my dad, brother, mom, and most people I know.
I miss the times with my brother.
I miss the times when I would run to the boys locker room after my brother's hockey game and practice.
I miss having no homework.
I miss my 6th grade teachers.
I miss my friends at my old house.
I miss my rabbit.
I miss my old school.
I miss my old school building. They tore them down and built a new one.
I miss my old phone.
I miss the times when people stopped talking about how they look, about how big their chest looks, how bad they smell.
I miss the old country music,
I miss when people stopped talking about s**.
I miss when the teens stopped getting pregnant.
I miss those times.
I know people relate.
***I wanted to give a shout out to anxiously_perfect. She has amazing stories that I know you'll love!! You should check out her page.
See you guys later!😘
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My Feelings Of Poetry
PoesiaI still often update, but not as often. This is a story about my feelings, in a poet kind of way. I am not very good at rhyme, but will try. These can also help you. Wise sayings in these too! I constantly change what I write, so be ready for long c...