The Picnic

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We sat there in the garden, just the two if us, eating the sandwiches I made. We were silent but I knew it wasn't a bad silence because of the small smile on your face. I kept my eyes on you and all you did was smile and start small talk with me. I walked you home after a couple of hours just hanging out in the garden.

After walking you home you kissed me on the cheek.

It was a peaceful perfect day.

I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Hello readers, I'm sorry if my short story has gone down hill. I'm planning on making a novel out of this story, but with much change, I'll let you know when I upload it, but for now enjoy this terrible short story!

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