I stood and looked over the city. The railing cold beneath my fingers. My breath making itself known in the cold air. Her letters in my bag. Taking out the second it was a yellow notepad filled with her cursive.
Slater,
Lights, I've always loved them. Bight sparkly things that give you hope in darkness. When I was younger I had a nightlight till I was 12.
I love chocolate chip pancakes but only from the ones at A&Ms. Where the chips melt with the syrup. I love simple things.
Just like you love S'mores with peanut butter m&ms inside. And the piano notes you play on your iPod. Simple things in life are what make it better.
A simple thing like a smile and a hug can make your whole day better. Smile little one your still here and THAT is something to be happy about.
Promised to you always
Alice Colt
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Promise Alice Colt
Teen FictionI stood at the edge and a voice rang out to not do it. She said she could help. She said she was a friend. She made me promise. I made a promise to Alice Colt.
