𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 ° 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 & 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴

monkey bars

I was climbing the rusty almost yellow monkey bars, in the back to the orphanage. I was really good at it. But i fell, no one seemed to help me back up.

I was crying for help but no one, until a boy came up. His name Tom Riddle. He offered me Chocolate Chip Cookies, my favorite.

"w-wanna be friends?" I ask nervously
"yea for sure" He replies with a charming smile