We Meet Again

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I saw a real ugly place. The front yard was trashed. The yard hadnt been mowed in years at least. The windows were broken, and the door was wide open. I took the liberty of walking in. The place was nasty, just calling for disease. This was the place for me.

I shut the door and sat down on the old couch. I fell asleep, and woke up in the morning. I took the money i had left and went to the store to get nessecities. Clothes, food. That kind of stuff. I walked out of the house and the weather had definitely taken a turn for the worst. It was very cold, and guess what I chose to wear in my escape? A tank top and shorts. Yeah me. I wouldnt show i was freezing though. So i just strutted down the street like it was summer. I went into a store and grabbed a few things. I grabbed a few long sleeve shirts and jeans. I paid for them and started to walk back towards my "house". Until i heard an all to familiar voice. "Hey you!" I turned to see that Dallas guy from the day before. "We meet again Winston", i said. "You made a full out of me!", he complained. "Serves you right", i shrugged. He sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. He looked me over again. "Aint you cold?", he asked. "Nope." "You know, your one tough girl. Whats your name?", he asked. "Wouldnt you like to know", i said. I then swiftly turned around, my hair flipping as i walked away, leaving Dallas stunned.

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