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A young girl named Kalea lived in a small house in a small town, she was a very very creative girl.

She was often alone results on her being a very delusional girl.

"Kalea, wake up!" Her mother called, but she was not ready to wake up yet. She want to spend more time with her non existing friends.

"Kalea! " Her mother called again..

"Kalea!! " And again. Finnaly she woke up.

She opened her eyes, and was dissapointed to be in the reality again..

"Go get breakfast, and pick up some apples in the tree's nearby okay. " Her mom said, and quickly go downstairs.

She was always left alone, probably beacuse her parents never had time for her nor they just didn't care about her..

It felt like its always the same she would always be left alone daydreaming making scenes in her head that she know was very far from reality.

She got down stairs to find her parents already left.

She sat in the empty couch, she looked in the window staring at it her imaginations gone wild.

She remember that one old book she read, it was romance. She wanna expirience that too, dancing in the rain, laughing at corny jokes of her partner, having someone to hold hands, and simply have someone to love and to have.

And so she made casper.

Kalea:

I was walking in the street barefoot, another unsettling things happend this morning and it makes me cry.

I didn't realise my tears is falling, i just felt drained.

As i sob and cry a young man with dark brown blue eyes looked offered me a handkerchief . I looked at the man who was now smilling at me.

He sat beside me in the empty bench,

"Are you okay? " He asked.

"Do i look okay? " I said, as i wiped my tears with his handkerchief.

"Well i suppose not, u can tell me about it. "
He said as he gave me a hand.

"Will it help? " I asked.

"I suppose so, i think telling someone how you feel will help. " He said as we walked by  the sidewalk. Cars passed by and i never tought i would be opening up with him, he was a stranger.

"This is my house. " I said and looked at him.

"I would want to spend more time with you but you know, you need to go. " He said with his annoying smile and adoring dark blue eyes.

"See you, Casper. "

..........

Kalea snapped back to reality, what am i supposed to do again.. Right pick up some apple.

She put on some shoes and got her basket ready to start the day by picking up some apple's.

She was riding her bike staring at the blue sky, and ofcourse taking glimpse on the road.

As she arrived she started getting apple's she wondered if other people expirience what she expirience in her daydreams, they must be very lucky. Unlike her she was stock un the unlucky reality where it was all picking apples and doing chores.

After an hour of picking up apples she sat beside the tree and leaned forward tired of climbing several tree's.

And again she stared at the blue sky, where her imagination ran wild, she wanna expirience love again, even if its thru imagination.

Kalea:

I was walking at the busy streets, honestly i loved city life only if i wasnt stuck at this province .

As she was admiring the buildings and all her sight found a young boy walking at the same path as hers.

Casper?

"Casper! " I said and the young boy turned to me, she never tought she will see him again, tough i really wanna see him adter all i liked his company.

"Kalea? Am i right? "  Casper said and i nodded.

"So how are you, i never tought i would see you here at the city. " Casper said.

"Me too, inever tought i would be able to be in here. " I said with full excitements. "And im okay, do u wanna talk at the nearby cafe library? " I added.

"Sure." He said and smiled at me, i admire his dark blue eyes but my eyes can't
the fact that he was good looking.

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