It's already the worst summer ever and barely even started yet. All my friends are gone, either at their college making new friends or vacationing with everyone but me. I guess it's just me and Jonn Doe this summer. John Doe is what I call my neighbor because I obviously don't his name. I actually refuse to try to get know him that way his life can't disappoint me. I know all I need to know about him, like he's about my age and extremely rich (or he couldn't afford my neighborhood.) I turn towards the window to see what John doing, he's usually reading or drawing. But that's the stange thing, the decorative room that described John Doe was gone. The room was simply dead. In its wake was merely a bed and desk. Great, even that pathetic plan is out the window. I looked at my adventure board that had all the things I wanted to do before college so far I completed 2. I was Prom Queen and had a rockin 18th bithday party, 2 out if 20, that's what I call pathetic. I snatch the board throw it in the trash just before I light on fire the doorbell rang and I was left wondering, who rang it? No other than John Doe.
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Man In The Window
RomansaFor years Mila watched the boy next door through her window just wondering about his life. She never actually know what he does heck, she don't even knows if he leaves that house. But as she thought that nothing interesting will happen the summer be...
