~Michelle's journal~
March 1965
I was finally going to receive a break, maybe dance or have a drink or two at the cavern. I was going on my own because I've had enough of people this week except mum and Anna. When I walked in, The music was a warm welcome but I recognize that band playing anywhere...The Beatles! I quickly run up to hear them play, and of course my favorite Beatle had caught my eye, Ringo. As soon as the song ended, I stood there watching them get off but to my surprise, a blue eyed man dressed so decent comes up to me, It's was Ringo.
Ringo: Ello!
Michelle: Oh, hello...
Ringo: what's yer name?
Michelle: I'm Michelle, it's a pleasure to meet you (smiles)
Ringo: I was just performing and I couldn't help to notice ye
Michelle: really?
Ringo: I think yer beautiful, mind if I buy ye a drink?
Michelle: sure!
We both walk over to the bar
Ringo: so what brings you out 'ere?
Michelle: been a long week, so glad I came
Ringo: are ye from here?
Michelle: urm.. I am..
The drinks arrive and we take our sips, but couldn't help to just stare at my drink.
Ringo: are ye okay?
Michelle: I am, I'm talking to a celebrity!
Ringo: thanks dear (stares and moves closer)
I blush as he moves towards me, I stared into his blue as he was staring into mine and he snuck a kiss, a passionate kiss. We both couldn't let go, so we went home...
I go back into reality with my teacher slamming the ruler against my desk.
Mrs. Wilson: You know your suppose to be reading what the entire class is reading as well
Laura: I'm sorry m'am
Mrs. Wilson: (takes the journal) would you like me to read to everyone?
Laura: you don't want to read that!
Mrs. Wilson: stay after class...
She walks off with the journal, I sit back worried, she sits at her desk flipping through the pages. I kept watching her while I did my work, and at one point her eyes widen, the bell rings.
Laura: can I please have my journal back?
Mrs. Wilson: which part are you on?
Laura: the very beginning
Mrs. Wilson: your homework is to read this!
I was planning too and I'm finally reunited with the journal, now, where was I?
YOU ARE READING
In My Life...Who Am I?
RandomLaura is at an age where she is finding herself but turns out who she thought she was, isn't who she really is...is she really Laura? One journal gives a clue. (The Beatles)
