The Girl

The Girl

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Sept 18 1990 I was just a boy back then I was 7 yes old my mother called me Brandon! with a strong voice I hurried down stairs she said I was late for school I showered I dressed I was getting my stuff when my phone rang a girl from my class texted me (Girl: where u Brandon?) I was shocked she texted me I had a crush on here since first grade she was beautiful and kind I gave her a flower in valentines she smiled at me and said thanks So its last day of school last day to see her my family were moving to an other house it was grandpa's house there was a school there named RAKA it was a good school 4 years later I moved to another school named WUP it was a big school delicious food kind people so many activities that day I sawed her I was shocked she was here in WUP it was time to go to the room I sawed her she was my seatmate I was shy I sitter beside her she smiled at me she said (Girl:hi Brandon nice to see you again)
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"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."

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