It was the letter. The letter sent by a boy living in a house a few streets from mine. The letter which was never meant for me. But I read it. That's where our story started. And if you let me, I would like to tell you how it ended. © 2015 All rights reserved.

"are you okay?" "yes, why?" "nothing, i just remember how you used to hate storms."

he was only at mc donalds because he wanted chicken nuggets. who knew he'd get his heart stolen? story idea: -MILKANDCOOKIES

❝ Underneath the darkness, there's a light trying so hard to be seen ❞ A story in which a heartbroken boy finally finds the sunshine he's been searching for after all this time

"what's your name?" the good looking barista asked the cute girl. she was nervous. "iris." he handed the cup of her pumpkin spiced latte back and what she read on her cup was not her name. what he had written on the cup was, for the most beautiful girl i've seen today. © to -MILKANDCOOKIES for the idea -lowercase intended-