He watched her climb the hill at sunset again.
It was a magnificent sight to see.
Her silhouette at the peak of the hill.
She'd pause for a moment, taking everything in, before continuing her descent down the other side; a place he'd never seen.
He wondered what her house was like, her family, what she was like.
He wondered how many times she'd climbed the hill before he started coming to the park.
How many of these moments he'd missed.
When she was out of view, he'd stand and make his way in the opposite direction to his own home.
His own home was nothing spectacular.
All chipped paint and broken windows.
Nicer people called it a fixer upper.
Truthful people called it a dump.
It was alright though.
It was better than nothing.
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Grey And Blue
Teen Fiction-excerpt- "She was a pretty sight to see. She'd look even prettier if she smiled. But she never did. Only watched, silent, thoughtful, blue. Blue hair, blue eyes, blue girl. A beautiful, blue, strange creature." _____________________________________...
