Today was a good day.
My best friend, my mom, my dad and I went out to the fair. I rode the Ferris wheel twice and laughed so hard on the ride home that my milkshake spilled out my nose. It was gross but it was a good day. That is until now. Just right now. Right now, ten fifty two, I thought about him. He is like a stone in my shoe or the sun in my eyes, hard to ignore and capable of overtaking my attention. Even tonight at the fair, under the purple sky, I sorta hoped I would bump into him. I know that purple and green don't look good together but he would have made it a trend. I know where he lives and where he is but I won't go. I'm out of my mind while he is out of this world—trust me, that is not the same. He should be and probably is, with someone as, as, I don't even know what word to use, as charming, as level-headed, as—oh god, I miss him.
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dreamland
Teen Fictionabout a girl trying to move on from the past, only to find that the past can move too. all artwork by namalas.
