We just sccuried out of the coffee shop and went into the nearest store which happened to be five below. I had to pull Grace and Brooklyn with me. But, thank God for that store. It was the best thing in exsistence at the time. Not only did it provide a place to run away to but it let me buy a dozen things that I liked in under the price of twenty dollors. Who wouldn't want cheap-on Vans or Toms? You can fake the real thing for goodness sakes! Plus, at least half of my sundresses and t-shirts were from that very store. There was no hating that store. If you think about if, if there's no haters to hate, all there's left is sunshine.
A/N Sorry for the short update, but I wanted to close out this chapter and start a new! I'll update more when I can. Bye Babes!
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When I Met You In The Summer
Teen FictionThe name's Kelsey Morgan and this is my tragic love story. I laugh because now you have to read to really learn about this story. Please don't take any of my original ideas, because they take some work to make. Thanks!
