kathrynrose
Big bubbles of gum stick to a young girl's cheeks as she learns how to make them. A mess that time should freeze. And always look back to.
I will pack my backpack, but not all the way full. Just enough to carry without feeling it weigh down after a few hours. I will go to every place I have friends. That means, I will go everywhere.
I remember being a kid. Rather, I remember the feeling. I can still go to a park, swing as high as I can. At the peak I jump, and fall down to the sand. For a second, I don't think.