It's about 10 AM.
I step out of Claire's room and trail slow down the hallway into the living room.
There she is, laying soft and peaceful on a couch when she should be laying in her own bed.
I feel horrible, I will not take her bed again.
I should really get out of her life.
She looks really pretty, curled up in a safe little ball. Her long blonde hair drapes around her and I bet it feels so soft...
I go back into her bedroom where my clothes are laying dry and clean on a chair. I change and set the clothes Claire had borrowed me on the bed.
I take a deep breath and tiptoe to the front door.
"Ch-Charlie?"
I freeze.
"Don't go please...talk to me?"
I turn towards to sleepy bundle of blonde hair and decide that if I'm going to tell anyone my life story, it might as well be her.
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amongst the stars~(complete)
Teen FictionThe cool wind pushed through my thin frame and send a chill up my spine. It was early December and everything was already covered in fresh layers of snow. I kicked my legs weakly and the loud creaking that came from the old swing filled the empty a...
