Late nights .

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So , now i'll tell you about how i've somehow coped with this situation . So , every night at about 2 : 30 , 3 ish (whenever mama falls asleep) i sneak out of my window and walk the streets of Atlanta . I've been doing this for over a year and can gladly say every night is different . Sometimes i pick flowers near the corner store where daddy was shot , sometimes i sit by the lake and think , and sometimes i just stay by my house and wander around . But one night in specific , i met someone who would make me think so differently . So here goes nothing .

I snuck out the window per usual and went around back for a few minutes to check if the coast was clear . After scouting for a bit i headed out into the tunnel near Aunt Martha's . I don't usually go around that way , but as i said every night is different and that night i felt like going that direction . So i did , as i walked i came across a pond of some sort . So i walked up to the pond , and just explored it . It was mossy all around and a pile of twigs were in the very middle . I went to find a rock to throw in but heard a noise . Kind of like a creeping noise . From behind me . But after a while of doing this you kind of get used to it and ignore the noises .

But this noise was consistent . I heard it again and again it got closer and closer . So i held a branch like a knife and backed up a bit near a tree . To my suprise , a boy emerged from the darkness . We met eyes . and i yelled

"WHO ARE YOU?"

i know everyone around Atlanta and he wasn't even farmiliar , i was tempted to run home but what do i even have to live for at this point ? exactly .

he replied "Ryan"

i replied "Ryan what ?"

he said "Ryan Elkwood"

i replied "That's a cheesy ass name"

and he didn't reply to that but i further questioned him because i don't know this boy whatsoever .

I asked his age and what school he went to . Turns out he goes to my cousins school , Morningside Middleschool . Home of the hugest assholes known to Atlanta .

andddd i probably shouldn't have . but i let him adventure with me . I thought he was cute you know ? With his tan skin and adorable freckles and that metal smile of his , oh , that's what had me sold alright . I didn't really know this boy , but i think i could get to know him .

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 19, 2017 ⏰

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