september seventh - 1:43am

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the grey walls were soon streaked

with lines of bright,

white lights,

coming in through the blinds.


headlights.


so i got out of bed

and opened up the blinds,

and through the glass i saw a truck,

an old, blue truck,

parked on the other side of the road.


and i knew that truck

all too well.


but why it was on my street,

i had no idea.


in the dim glow of the streetlights,

i could see the figure

walking towards my home.




his face was familiar,

but he was not. 



//a.n. aHHH omg. 

and i promise the chapters do get longer, they are just sort of short right now ((sorry))

i hope you guys are excited to read more because i sure am excited to write more (':

random question: favorite sport to play/watch?

my favorite sport to watch is football!! ((go raiders)) //

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