Its Monday morning Blush!
This weekend a lot happened.
Talking about Saturday means talking about Raymond, as I spent half of my day with him.
Blush, he has this thing in him, you know. His presence soothes me. I feel lighter and I feel like I can talk to him.
That's what happened on Saturday. I got carried away by him and said something I've only said to you.
I don't regret saying it but I am afraid that he will see it as a passage to invade my life.
I don't want that.
I mean, that's not okay, right?
I haven't talked to anyone for two years about it and I can't do it now.
Or maybe it was him I was waiting for.
Maybe he's the one who will understand me.
God, I am confused!!
Guess I'll just go with the flow for now.
By the way, yesterday was dead boring.
Stace and I just lay on my bed half the day doing nothing and then the other half day we watched movies.
And TODAY, well, it's the day I hate the most.
Blush, I wish I could just curl up in my bed and not see anyone today.
Or I wish I could remove the day from the calendar.
Two years. Exact.
And I feel like it was just yesterday.
I don't know what to do.
I just hope the day ends fast without any trouble.
Fingers crossed.
Love,
Ashley S.
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