Rose
Its 10am and i want to go the park.
Its fall and the trees should be beautiful.
I look out my window and see my neighbor. He is on his roof with his gitar, playing my favorite song Crazy Train. His dark hair in his face, and green eyes shimmering beautifly.
The sight is so wonderful i grab my camera and snap a picture.
He might have saw the flash, but he looked my way.
I smiled. He smirked.
Why is he so amazing?
Its a mystery.
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Rush
My room is too hot, i want to go outside.
The house is too quiet, i grab my gitar.
I climb on the roof and play the song that has been in my head for hours. Crazy Train.
I enjoy the music and the Autum breeze.
As im halfway though playing the song my hair falls in my face.
I flick it out of my face and see my neighbor looking at me. I quickly turn away and contiue the song.
Its the last verse of the song and i see a flash. I turn to my neighbor and see is looking my way, her camera is in her hand and she is smiling at me. I smirk.
Why she continues to stare?
Its a mystery.
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