𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 ; zach herron

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She was fine with being alone.

She kind of liked it actually. She liked the calmness that came with the silence that frequently surrounded her. Whether it be at home, at school, or at the library, she welcomed silence like an old time friend.

But sometimes she'd lose herself in the thought of having a real friendship. One with a living, breathing person who would enjoy her company.

They would laugh together and share inside jokes. They'd watch movies, eat sweets, and go on wonderful inner city adventures together. They'd be a kind and loyal friend who would always be there for her to pick her up when she's feeling down. They'd be funny and make her laugh at a moments notice.

But most of all, they'd be trustworthy. Someone who she can guarantee will always have her back and she can tell absolutely anything to.

Okay, so maybe she's thought about it more than she cares to admit.

But for a girl who's own mother avoids her like the plague, she thinks she has the right to at least dream about the possibility.