the boy behind the tree.

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Hi I'm Sara. It was a cold and rainy day; very gloomy. I was taking a walk through the park to clear my thoughts of stress and sadness. The rain wasn't helping very much but it helped some. As I was walking I started to think about life and how the world works. The very cold war filled world; it was a horrible place. Nothing but hatred and murder. I've always wondered what it would be like to love each other, no wars, no hate, and no stupid government. I wonder what it's like to love...

Love was omitted in my life. My dad left me at a young age, for reasons that I cannot fathom. That's a story for another rainy day, kid. Let's get back to the topic, love. There's nothing in the world that relates to love, except for valentine's day. Yet that's just some made up holiday where couples are forced to show their love for each other.

My view of love is having that one person you never get tired of. To me, love isn't a feeling, it's a choice. Love is being worried about that one person non-stop because you want them to be okay. Being in love means that you get to annoy that person all you want too. It means you don't have to buy each other stuff to prove your love; you already know in your heart that you do. If only I could feel that.

Anyways, as I was walking through the park I felt someone staring into my back. So, as any other smart person would do, I turned around and locked eyes with a tall stranger. He was very handsome, hazel eyes, dimples, and a nice smile. Just my type. Slowly realizing that I was staring I quickly looked away. Next thing I knew, the very handsome stranger was sitting next to me, apparently he was talking to me but I had zoned out. I looked at him and started panicking, I knew he was cute but not this cute!

He introduced himself apparently and was waiting for to reply, so me, being stupid replied with "What, I'm sorry, you're really cute and make me nervous." In reply he started to giggle. I swear this was so embarrassing, I've had a lot of embarrassing moments but man, this was now at the top of my list. Finally registering all of my thoughts, I introduced myself, as did he. His name was Barry. We exchanged numbers and went on with our day, let's see how this goes...





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