Me and Payton were walking back home when I heard it, the screaming. The yelling, I knew exactly what it was my... parents. " um. How bout we go to my tree house " yes I'm 15 and I have a tree house. " okay! " we speed walk to the tree house and climb up. " gosh we haven't been up here in 3 years " Payton says looking around. " yeah I know. It looks the same. Just dusty. " I say laughing. It was 6:45pm and the sun was setting. The pink and purple yellowish sky was beautiful. Then the yelling and screaming stopped when I saw both my parents walking out of the house and into the car. " wanna go inside?" I ask Payton. " yeah sure. "
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the three musketeers
Teen Fictionwe are adrift in a sea of decadent life and meaningless love