Our place.
Our safe place.
Our place to get our mind off of things.
Our place to be complete weirdos.
We can sit there in complete silence and it's still nice.
We can talk about anything and not feel judged.
We can relax and look at the stars at night.
So many good memories.
The time I ate that cookie and got hyper.
The time you gave me that letter and I started crying.
The time when you did flips and I thought you were gonna fall off.
The time when we thought there was an animal or someone outside that was gonna attack us.
The time when your dad surprised us and jumped on the trampoline while we were laying down.
That trampoline is our place.
No one can take that from me and my best friend.
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This is dedicated to my friend Natalie. This year was a rough year for the both of us and it's nice to know we have a place to go when things are bad. Anyways yea..just something little and it needs some fixing but yea. Vote! Comment! Follow/Fan!
~Syd
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S&A's Short Story Collection
PoetrySyd and Angelica's short story/poem collection. We will both post some random short stuff we write in this. None of these stories go together. Just random writings. :)
