23. July. 2007.
School is coming up. I'm not really ready to die, though. I haven't even finished the book. I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone. Did I ever even tell you my name? Well, it's Avrey. Avrey Mitchell. And I'm sixteen years old and I want to be Amish when I grow up.
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In the Days of Chapstick, Gum, and Soda
HumorI might write a book. I don't know. Life happens to get in the way of that sometimes. * * * * * Inspired by @Woowoowriting and her books: The Darlings of Suburbia and Seeking Connections. * * * * * Short Story #319 Hu...
