I rolled out of bed disappointed. Today was my birthday the day I dreaded. When I was a kid my mom and dad used to have tons of presents laid out for me. Now my mom and dad aren't here.
My dad is a movie director and my mom just plain travels A LOT when I say A LOT I mean A LOT. So here I am alone on my birthday.
So throw on a plain light pink skirt ,and, a bule dress shirt that's tucked in. With that I head out to Dunkin Donuts. To be honest I hate Starbucks it tastes gross.
When I'm in the car I blasted my music to the max and then I started to sing.
"AND PEGGY!" I screamed so loud the guy in the car next to me gave me me a death glare as I started to speed through the lane.
As the next song began to play I got all teary eyed.
"I saved every letter you wrote to me. From the moment I read them I knew you were mine. You said you were mine."
I took a breath.
"Do you know what Angelica said when saw your frist letter arive, she said be careful with that one love he will do what it takes to survive."
"You and words flooded my sences, your sentences left me defenseless. You bluit me palaces out of paragraphs, you bluit cathedrals. And rereading the letters you wrote to me, I'm searching and scanning for answers and every line for some kind of sign of when you mine."
"The world seemed to burnnnnnnnnn. Burnnnnnnnn."
"You published the letters she wrote to you, you told the whole world how you brought this girl into our bed."
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Fire and Ice
General FictionTwo completely different people. One hell of a book. ......................................................................................... Beau: Shy. Random. His father had died in a car crash when he was a kid, and, his mother has blamed hi...
