\Ante\ [before/former]
19 YEARS BEFORE
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I was only two when I met Charlie Rhodes in a sandbox. It was the first day of Preschool, and I wouldn't let go of my mother's leg. My mother and another lady who supposedly worked at the daycare, were attempting to pry me off of her limb, but I was persistent in holding on for dear life. In my peripheral vision, I saw a little boy playing with red trucks in a big blue box filled to the brim with sand. I was staring at him for a few minutes before a pair of big brown eyes looked right back up at me. He got up and ran over to where I was standing. His light up sneakers continuously flashing. He didn't say anything, just handed me a blue truck, and I slowly let go of my mother, her large blue eyes urging me to go on and play. I followed him into the sandbox, and we began to play with the trucks.
"My name is Charlie, what's yours?" He said abruptly.
"Isla." I replied. "My name is Isla."
"Wanna be friends?" He asked.
"Yah, I'll be your friend." I answered.
After that, the lady handed out carrot sticks to each of the 11 children. The only sounds that could be heard were of carrots crunching in 2 year olds mouths, and the crashing of plastic toys colliding. The silence was the official sign that...
Isla and Charlie would be friends forever.
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Walk Away
ChickLit"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." ~ Dr. Seuss ****** For as long as they can possibly remember, Charlie and Isla have been best friends. Never daring to cross the line. But when...
