Now it was 7:03 AM.
"Mom, I think we need to get going..!" I reminded her.
"Alright." She left her mostly empty plate and went to her room to put on her perfume that I NEED. :)
She came back downstairs 10 minutes later, smelling like THAT PERFUME!!!!
I'm stealing some..
Going upstairs, I spray 3 squirts of the perfume and run off back downstairs just as it hits 7:15 AM.
I slip my shoes on along with my backpack.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S IN IT IN A SECOND, BE PATIENT DIARY-READER!!! :)
We run out of the door, feeling the slightly cold air flow into the room as mom shuts it and I fly into the car.
The sun has risen a lot! It's kind of bright outside now.
COLD!!!
YAY !!!! :)
I LOVE FALL.
IT'S TECHINALLY STILL SUMMER, BUT YOU KNOW..
..we don't think about that..
I've ALWAYS wanted to be in the front seat, and I think I can!!
But mom doesn't let me because she thinks it's dangerous DESPITE me being the right age/height/weight for it.
I'm not super tall or anything, but I'm 5'0 and around 98 pounds, I think?
So I could TOTALLY be in the front seat, but she'd never let me! :(
Speaking of mom, she gets into the car and slams the door.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Arkansas Daughter
Short Storywhen a sweet, insecure girl meets a harsh, cruel boy at summer camp one day, what comes out of it? something that changes her life forever.
