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Summer
[11:04 am]

The glaring sun beamed on my forehead as i sat near the pond feeding the ducks

Next to me sat my journal it was full of ideas and thoughts. I began to reach for it when i noticed a big splash in the pond

I looked over to see a child screaming for help while the older women tried her best to reach for him

Not bearing to see the child suffer without thinking i jumped into the lake grabbing the little boy returning him to his guardian.

"Thank you miss,how can i repay you?" The older women asked holding the shivering boy

"Just get him home and warm I'll be fine" i said barely above a whisper pissed at my now drenched clothing and hair

I'm guessing she heard me judging from the quick but short head nod as she began to walk away

I needed to head home before the temperature dropped and i became sick

Heading back to my car i shuffled in my purse desperately trying to find my keys.

"I didn't take you as the saving type summer" i very high pitched cocky tone remarked

I stopped what i was doing and slowly shifted my eyes towards the slim feminine figure in front of me

"Hi Ancelia" i forced a smile on my face as disgust took over my mental

She shifted her weight to her right leg adjusting her hand on her hip she wore a pink laced crop top ripped shorts gladiator sandals with her hair topped in a high bun

Before i could get my words out a even smaller figure peeked from behind her

"Momma... ju' now" the small child said pointing towards her purse. Still keeping her eyes on me she took The sipping cup out the purse handing it to the child.

"Go over with dada" she said pointing to the familiar male figure squinting my eyes watching the child run to the man i recognize who he was

The bookstore guy that was the young child's father he looked up seeing me and the smile left his face and was replaced with pity

I love the face on the count of times i seen it throughout my life

"So summer how's life...still depressing?" She asked smirking at her smart remark

This is the reason I've never liked her she'd always make fun of me and my lifestyle but this time i decided to reply

"How's your mom? Still getting abused?" I said in the loudest harsh tone i could say it in

Watching her face drop i began a faster journey to my car finding my keys i got on driving off beginning to feel an overwhelming pit of loneliness wash over me again

After what seemed like hours of endless thinking and driving i arrived at my complex i slowly opened my car door cringing at my halfway damp sour clothing

I began my journey to my place with my shoulders slumped and head held low. I didn't know the guy but i was hoping to get to know him

I reached for my keys opening my door the same smell of depression and lavender hit my nose as i entered my place

Sighing i dropped my purse beside the door closing it and locking it, instantly i began to undress sluggishly wanting to go to sleep

My phone began to vibrate i looked at the caller ID in annoyance knowing who it was

I began to ponder on answering the phone i decided against it putting it on do not disturb and continuing my task

Hopping in the shower i let the hot water run down my body feeling relief and pain at the same time

Relief from the filth and pain from the lines down my body i decided on going to turn on music to help my mood

Streetlights by Daniel Ceasar played the song made me sad but i let it play anyway most of my playlist made me sad anyway

I stood in the shower and began to wash my hair freeing it from the messy bun state it was in

About an hour later i stepped out the shower feeling relieved i dried off my body and did everything else i was supposed to putting on my pajamas

As soon as i got in bed i found myself thinking of today's events i began to fall asleep with tears burning in the back of my eyes.