Hey Baby Girl, I Love You

The Beginning

This story is about the most important person in my life. Her name is London and she has been a big part of my life for about two months. This is my attempt at writing about this amazing person.

What better place to start then at the beginning? So, I first met London at the beginning of 2016 when my friends and I started high school. I didn't have any classes with London since we had all our classes with the students in our home groups. I often saw her with girls from her class and even then, I thought she was beautiful. Early in the year, our classes went on camp. My best friends and I stayed in the same bunk room as London and her best friend at the time. At that time, London had some "obsession" with Taylor Swift. She even brought a small poster of her and stuck it on the wall. I got a chance to talk with London and her friend a little the first night but it wasn't anything special. One of the nights we were there on camp, a few of the boys came into our room saying they wanted to show us something creepy. London, myself, and a few others I think followed them up and around behind the main hall building. Behind there was something that seemed like a chapel. In the dark, it looked creepy and my eyes were fixated on a window that showed the inside of a small shed. There was a pot placed right by the window and in the darkness, it looked like a face staring back at us. There was even a cross on the wall and rows of benches. After a few minutes, we turned around and I was about to say something when London said "I swear I feel a hand on my shoulder." I like creepy stuff because I love the feeling of being afraid. So, normally I would be okay with that kind of thing but I had an urge to run. So, I ran, screaming, and a few others followed. That's my most prominent memory from camp.