I remember the day you asked Chelsea
Weston to the Halloween dance during
middle school.
I felt this weird sensation in the bottom
of my stomach and I asked myself
what Chelsea had and I didn't.
I didn't know this back then, but I was
jealous.
YOU ARE READING
When We Were Happy?
Short Story"Well I don't want to remember." Not friends, not enemies, just strangers with some memories. ~ Please give this story a try. I'm no professional writer, but I hope you enjoy.
