a quiet afternoon ( hope side)

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On the plane ride back, my parents acted like everything was fine again.  "I love you " yeah, you love me," while they were working, all lovely. I was thinking about my ultimate talent. I'm a little ultimate  Journalist. So I looked out the window, took my Journal, and started writing the clouds that looked like giant fluffy clouds. I wrote the date and started to write. 



12-23-2027

" so mother bought me a new Jurnal because I filled my last one. 

             I am on an airplane. We just came back from a wedding 

             I now wonder if my parents fought on their wedding day

              I find that they act all lovey-dovey when people are near 

                                    why though. 

     Also, mom thinks I'm filling this Journal with dreams. Um, spoiler alert, I'm not. "


When we hleftthe airport, we found our car, and we headed home. 


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