Imagining Dorothy Smith

Imagining Dorothy Smith

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Dorothy is young and optimistic of night time. There's only so many times you can watch the stars before you become numb to city lights. There's only so many times a child finds victory in doing things for themselves. Aubrey is a lonely classic but intelligent in knowing that thing's aren't in their place. When your brother seeks his death at sunset repetitively, you start to wonder how long you can hold back. She's in two mindsets and I want to come home, I'm reaching for a silhouette hoping it's not just my imagination. 'They played their cards in perfect harmony, much like your every element displayed in front of me, Miss Dorothy Smith.' ' I only love for the idea of you with half a week and a compliment as to how your adventurous mind ventures my hope. I long for your hands in mine with mixed thoughts and a shirt torn by the woods we walked in.'
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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