Chapture Twenty Nine : Coffee

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Dear god,

Today was a good day.

Taylor talked to me.

He said he wanted to hang out sometime.

I told him I wanted to.

We went to get coffee.

It was nice to have food, even if it was only a donut.

We talked a lot.

He told me about himself.

He asked about my family, where I live, how I learned to play.

He seem interested in me.

He was really nice.

After left the coffee shop he wanted to walk me home.

I didn't want him to know that I was homeless.

I told him I had something's I had to do before I went home.

He left me, I think he knows I'm homeless.

I don't really look like it.

I'm fairly clean.

My hair is throw up in a high pony tail.

I have a pair of jeans that seem to fit me now that I have lost a Lot of weight, from lack of eating.

I had on jacket to hide the dirty t shirt I wore.

I hope he doesn't know.

I'm in the shelter tonight. I got here early.

I'm happy, today was a good day.

Love,

Bree

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