The Boy In The TreeHouse |Larry Stylinson|

The Boy In The TreeHouse |Larry Stylinson|

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I hate moving. It's so hard to get used to everything. And everything is so new. New house, new school, new skatepark to go to and new friends. That's if I can make any. There's a boy next door. He stays up there in his treehouse most of the time. I like him. He accepts me for who I am. Because you see we're both the same.
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» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴏɴ ᴀs ᴋɪɴᴅʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀʙᴀᴄᴋ [ 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ] ______________ Cᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟᴀ ᴘᴀᴏʟᴀ. [ ɪɢ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: @_dani_pao ] Louis' mother always told him and his siblings fairytale stories about how she met their father and how the sea brought them together. Louis as he grew up, stopped believing in them, but always felt a strong connection to the calm and peaceful sea on their countryside. For him, sand beneath his fingers, sun hitting on his skin and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore is the best combination for his mind peace. It's always the same around Louis' daily routine, nothing ever changes, until it does. And suddenly his mother's stories don't seem very far from reality. ᴊᴜʟ. 2021

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