Fluer.
What an interesting name.
Very unique.
Almost as unique as its owner.
In only a week, Fleur became my friend.
My mom says I've never met a stranger.
But Fluer was special.
Her laugh,
Her smile,
Her eyes.
Her impossibly blue eyes.
Every morning for that week,
We'd pull into a parking spot.
And I'd run off in search of my new friend.
I'd find her in the that circle of kids,
And she'd look at me,
And she'd smile.
In only a week,
I changed my life
Without even knowing it.
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Teen FictionOnce there was a child. This child has a friend. A friend they aren't supposed to have. All they can do is hope.
