The Day Let Go

I did not know why. I don't know how, but I Framny will never go back.

Winter, wearing a cold sweater, I got up, brought my pocketbook and took of. Everything was normal, I greeted Mrs. Taylor and her children check the mailbox and knock on a wood. It was windy but I didn't mind. So I walked towards the park and was.glad that my favorite place wasn't taken. I took the seat and felt content. But the wind disagreed, the wind blew towards me and my pocketbook was carried away.

Frustrated, I chased it and gladly it didn't dropped in the pond but my timing was off so I fell into the pond. I was so frustrated that I was jusy glad nobody was around, but I was wrong, there he was, laughing but didn't took long before he walks towards mr and.offered help. "I'm Micheal". His words echoed in my mind, he had blue eyes and his hair was like flowing with the wind. I paused and took his hand. "I'm Franny".