tehbard
Summertime. Flipping, cannonballs, cheerleading, happy. The smell of fresh cut grass as you preform front flips, back flips. Joyousness, happiness. Next to the pool in the summer. Flipping off the diving board in the fresh, cool water. What a relief to flip in the water since the rays of sun are beginning to make your skin feel as if it's pulsing with heat.
Puzzled. Oh yeah, I'm puzzled. My step father doesn't make any sense. I can't use anyone's computer but my own laptop, even to get on the internet and if I am to use my computer I can't download anything myself, I have to get his approval. I'm 19 years old. He's crazy. I don't like him. Actually, he's not half bad, I'm just frustrated because I hate being treated like a child after having lived on my own for a long time.
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