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LITTLE POEMS I HAVE MADE UP (I WAS LIKE 8 WHEN THESE WERE WRITTEN)
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Complete, First published Jun 17, 2014
LOL..SO I WAS GOING THRU LIKE A BOOK LITTLE JOURNAL THING I HAD WHEN WAS LIKE 8 AND I'M LOOKING THRU THESE LITTLE POEMS AND THEY ARE SO ADORABLE..THIS ISN'T A REAL STORY GOD NO!! BUT THIS IS FOR A LAUGH..IT MAYBE BE CORNY BUT IT'S CUTE .. HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT
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"More" he demanded. "What's with the sudden interest?" Before he reacts I hastily added some joke to lighten the mood. "Knock, knock." He opens and then closed his mouth masking his surprise. "Who's there?" "Icy" I drawled. "ICY WHO?" He replied. "You see me, do you need glasses or something?" then his booming laughter echoed inside the library which again a loud shushed from the librarian and some nearby students hit us. "That was hilarious!" I just shrug my shoulders masking my face void of emotion. And then my heart beats again faster because of what he said next. "Oh babe, if you just see what I see." He looks straight at me and I immediately avert my eyes to my book which is in front of me. Oh diary, I think his eyes will be the death of me. Ugh! * * * * * * * This diary is a personal property of Abby Mason. By personal means no one I mean NO ONE is allowed to read or possess this diary. If someone sees this PLEASE refrain from reading and give this back to the owner immediately and if so happen that it is you Cole (who is reading this), you are dead! * * * Meet Abby and Chase. Join their journey in high school filled with friendship, laughter and love.