my mind is lost.
my mind is wrecked.
my mind is messed up.
my mind is a beautiful mess.
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waking up I could tell it would be a good day. Sunday's were always my good days. I stand up with a smile. my stomach growls. I decide it's time for breakfast. I walk to my kitchen and look in the fridge... nothing. moving on to the pantry... nothing. of course. closest place to get food is Starbucks. my stomach growls again.
"okay," I say softly, "let's go."
I grab everything I need and leave the apartment. as I lock the door the boy from yesterday pops up.
"hey um- I- I don't think we introduced-I mean I introduced myself yesterday. um-I'm Michael oh you can call me mike or mikey or m or Gordon. actually no one calls me that. um-" he starts to turn around but runs into the door of apartment 402.
"oh yeah I think I'm gonna go" he stammers.
"oh alright," I sigh " by the way I'm Adeleine but you can call me Addy or A, actually no one calls me that." he laughs.
"alright addy, I'll see you around!" he calls, already half way down the hall. he keeps looking at me until he runs dead into apartment door 420. (hahahaha blaze it)
"oh god," I laugh, " are you alright?!"
"fine fine!"
and I leave the building happy, first time in a while.
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lol hi mikey or mike or Michael or Gordon
short but sweet chapter. hopefully you're enjoying a easy chapter. get ready for the worst....
-k
