Balloon 1 : Well, here goes my "story" I guess. Sam tells me I should write this while he is gone so I don't miss him. Yea right. My name is Rachel and I am fifteen. Like I'm not going to miss my big brother who just up and leaves one day deciding to just strut over to Afghanistan and leave me here to miss him. I walk the streets trying to write and see at the same time (not working) when I see it. A big blue balloon in a small shop called funky Trinkets...very funny. I slip inside and buy the one blue balloon out of many. It is Sam's favorite color. I run to the woods with the balloon in my hand and climb a tree. When I get to the top I yell, be careful and I miss you Sam! And let go.
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I originally wrote this in the view of Posy, from the Hunger Games. Should I switch it back or do you like this version better?
~allylane00 (:
