Play Time

Play Time

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Sitting myself down at the kitchen table, and upon seeing me mummy asks whether I had fun today to which I always reply. "Only the best, Abigail came with me again today." Shaking her head, she gently reminds me to make more friends as Abigail isn't real. I give her an okay as I think to myself. "Don't worry mummy. One day you'll see her too"
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"Mom!" I yell unattractively and begin to go to the living room that is by the stairs. I walk into there with my body slumped and notice something. We have company and I had five pairs of eyes on me. I straighten up and look at the bodies of whom the eyes belong to. One being my mom, her brown straight hair in a ponytail, nicely dressed, and wide eyed. Another is my brother, seven years old, blond tousled hair, he is also wearing something nice. Then I find three pairs of new eyes. One a women who has blonde curly hair, a female child also with the same hair, and then a highly attractive male who looks about my age. Seventeen. Malia is just like any other girl, goes to school, has friends, and makes new friends. This "highly attractive" male is her new neighbor. What happens when they begin talking? What happens when they become close? What happens when one of them get seriously hurt? "We are neighbors. We were meant to be neighbors."

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