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dull

It was a dull day, that much was true. Unusually dull, actually. Life on Sarandon Street was generally full of hype and crazy. But today was different. Yes, today was different. The birds did not chirp, the sun did not shine. No kids were out at play, no dogs were taken on walks. It was a dull day, that much was true.

He wasn't that compassionate. I mean, he was. But he had issues with showing it. He was more of a goof ball and he didn't know how to deal with emotions and stuff like that. I just didn't know what to do. So I stuck through it. It wasn't until that September night when I realized just how compassionate Ryker truly was. And it was surprising.

The only thought in my mind was "How on Earth do we transport this stupid broken motorcycle back to the garage?" It was absolutely trashed and we had to hide it back in Rick's house before he noticed it was gone, or else he will know that we did it. But if it was back at his home, he would think of it as an angry protestor coming after him for having a motorcycle when he was using family man as his campaign angle. Apparently, these motorcycles aren't safe for kids. And obviously, if they were, we wouldn't have just totaled it...

I missed it. I missed the bus that rainy day. And so did he. And we walked. We walked all the way to our school, 5 miles away. In the pouring rain. We talked. We talked for the first time, and we talked for 5 miles. And maybe I won't ever talk to him like that again. But I did. All because I missed it.

deer

-A deer hit me. -You hit a deer?! -NO! A deer hit me! -That's absurd. -Hear me out, I was on my way to the chiropractor to pick up Elsie. I was taking a short cut through the woods because there's too much construct on 176. And out of no were, a deer came charging at the side of my Lexus. And it hit me. -Oh damn! Was the deer alright? -The deer?! MY LEXUS!!! -*makes face*

The only way I see fit to succeed in life is to love what you do and do what you love. However, that is not the case for me. I'm a failure in life. I'm stuck with a controlling husband that if forcing me to be a doctor so that we can live in a huge house. But what I would like is to play Rosemary in How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying on Broadway. That way, I can not only succeed in business, but also in life.

"Grand jete, and repeat!" Honestly woman. How many times can we do the same routine over and over again! I hate ballet. I really do. It's all about perfection and technique. What I'd really love is street dancing. But my mother is high class and does not approve of any type of dance other than ballet. So here I am. Grand jete, and repeat.

The punishment was the easy part. After what I did, I thought I'd be hanged. But no. All I got was a month in jail. Can you believe that? Now, I have my own personal punishment. I have the weight of knowing I drove that car over my shoulders for the rest of my life. The punishment was the easy part, the guilt, on the other hand, is next to unbearable.

near

I was near him. Or at least I think I was. I can't remember his face. But I remember the smell. It was like peaches and cucumbers mixed. The last thing I remember before blacking out was that weird combination. And then I woke up, in a pool of blood. Sam was dead next to me. And the room reeked of peaches and cucumbers. Yes, you can say I was near him.

It was the greatest discovery I had ever made, this thing called friendship. I never knew it before being 15 years of age, in this town where I didn't expect to belong. But I did. I finally had people I could confide in and I could trust. It was the greatest thing to have ever happened to me, having friends. And I couldn't be happier.

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