"And it kills me, to know how much I really love you." -Melonie Fiona (It Kills Me)
Mikko, A young 20 year old just trying to find her way through college and life and follow her dreams.
Myca, A young 21 year old that nobody understands just trying...
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"Here, let me help you with that."
"No dear, it's fine. But thank you for your generosity, we need more people like you in this world." The elderly woman that I tried to help says. She had two heavy bags and I offered to carry them, but she insisted that she carry them herself.
"Okay ma'am have a nice day."
After shopping for all my groceries and needs for my apartment I got in my Jeep Wrangler that I saved up for so long to buy. This has been my dream car since like...forever and as soon as I got my first job this is exactly what I started to save up for. With a little help from my mom and dad I finally bought it for my nasty nineteenth birthday.
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Interrupting the music that was playing, my car phone rings really loudly indicating that my best friend of over ten years, Ameerah, was calling.
"Yes Ameerah, how can I help you?" I asked sarcastically.
"Where are you? I'm hella hungry bro." She asked while whining.
"And why can't you get yourself food?"
"I'm lazy and cramping."
"Well, you're in luck, I should be there in about 10 minutes. I just have to get gas first." I replied while rolling my eyes as if she could see me.
