A little girl came into the shop today with her parents,they were looking for some kid movies that were "educational and fun".
The little girl smiled at me and twirled around in her purple dress,on her head she had a pink crown that shined under the store lights.
I thought about the boy outside my place.
His crown was prettier.
After the family left I gave myself a pep talk,still thinking about the boy with the tiara.
When I got home the boy was sitting on the ground as usual,head leaned down.
I watched him from the corner of my eye,his tiara catching my attention.
I had words ready to speak to him,wanting to say something.
But as I passed by him my nerves flew south,and I walked right past him without saying a word.
I didn't sleep very well that night.
