Living With The Bad Boy

9

As I reached the park the first thing I saw was a little girl with her mom. Her mom was dancing with her and had the biggest smile on her face. I felt my eyes tear up. I quickly blink the tears away. I walked over to my them and asked, " Do you mind if I take a picture? It reminds me of my mother and I." The lady looks at me with sad eyes, most likely understanding what that means, and says, "No problem, sweetie." So I step back as they start to dance again and take a picture. I thank them then keep walking. I took a couple more photos before sitting down on a bench. I started to think about what my life would be like if my parents were still alive. After a little while I decided to stop making myself sad. Then I walked back home. Home. How come that doesn't seem strange to call the apartment home? I guess it's because I'm getting used to it. I'm getting really close to Ryan too. That scares me so much. What if something happens to him too? As I reached the apartment, I pulled out the keys and walked in. I was super tired. So I just walked to my room and fell asleep. That night I dreamed of Ryan and me in the future.