Ballads of Summer

Playground

Miranda. Light brown haired. Brown eyed. Tan skinned.

Nathan. Light brown haired. Brown eyed. Tan skinned.

Seems alike but we look different.  I have this neighbor named Nathan. He was cute and chubby. I like him. I'm 8 years old and he's 7. We always play in the seesaw and we love to buy popsicles when that pospicle van comes to our neighborhood. He's the only bestfriend I have in the entire neighbor. Those mean girls in their pink skirts and pink shirts always stuck a tongue out on me. I won't for get those mean girls. They were Diana, Brittany and Anastasia. They were thin, very thin like a paper.

I don't like to play dolls. I want to play waterguns with my labrador dog, Alexander. My dog's white and chubby, like Nathan. I don't wear skirts and girly stuffs. I am stuck in my combat boots, my army pants and shirt. They tease me that i'm a guy. I don't care because Nathan's always there.

Nathan and I went to the woods one afternoon. We were in our camping outfits with our tents. We would like to sleep in the woods. We would like to go swimming in the river. The trees were scary and the river was huge like the highway roads. We never knew that our moms were finding us.

We were lost in the woods and there were two cops who found us.

That's when our lives just started.