so there was this girl...
i called her little fox because she always had her stuffed fox toy and a fox tail keychain.
most beautiful girl.. long brown almost black hair, green eyes, pale skin, and short. her hair was that kinda scene cut. always wore the same skinnys everyday or she had the exact same kind but multiple haha.
i always saw her at school.. in the back getting picked on. and at the park with earbuds in and writing in a journel.
one day as i watched her from the park swing listening to music i saw her get her phone out and have a quiet argue ment with the person on the phone. she kept calling the person mom.
after they hungup she pushed her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, hid her journel in the bottom of her backpack, and left... she forgot to grab her stuff fox..
i panicked and hoped she'd come and get it before someone stole it.. after an hour i decided id take it to her. i knew where he lived because we were neighboors.. well she lived 2 houses down..
i went to the grassy spot under the big tree where she always sat and took it.. and started to walk towards her house..
i got there and was so nerves to see her i got out my note pad and scribbled
"you left it behind so i brought him to you..."
and left it on her front porch and rang the doorbell and ran behind a tree and waited.. a minute later she came out and gasped when she saw it. a tear ran down her cheek and looked around almost seeing me... well i think she did but didnt do anything because when she looked at the tree i was at she smiled and then walked back inside mumbling thank you
i stuffed my hands in my skinny jeans pockets and left kicking a rock when i heard running behind me and someone hugged me from behind.
i gasped and she held tighter . i could tell she was crying because i heard her sniffle and i could feel the tears on my shirt. she wasnt even as tall as my shoulders.
"i was too nervous to go to the door to give it ro you myself.. sorry." i said and she shook her head and let go of me saying thank you again...then i heard a yell from her house and she smiled and ran back as i waved.
when she shut the front door i walked with a skip in my step all the way to my house...
i dreamnt about her all night and i hope to god she thought of me too
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