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0- Summer's Comfort

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Golf Ball's POV


Summer's finally here. No more homework, lab reports, or projects. I put on my headphones and play a song called "rises the moon". I lie on my bed, looking at the ceiling. 

Days seem sometimes as if they'll never end

Sun digs its heels to taunt you

But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same

Rises the moon

I've always appreciated the moon, it's something I look to when I'm troubled, it brings me a sense of calming and safeness. I can hear my older brother's music from across the hall, he always has it so damn loud!

"Volleyball! Turn that down!" I yell, clearly annoyed with his obnoxious behavior.

"Oh come on, sis! You're always such a buzzkill, live a little!" Despite Volleyball's words, he turns his music down.

I hear a buzz on my phone, and I pick it up to see that Tennis Ball has texted me.


So uh, yuh, thats it for the start, don't beat me if its bad 

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