Good Day...

Good Day...

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Yleekyote By Yleekyote Updated Feb 27, 2013

Who would think this would happen.

We went to school together. I would usually give her my cookies and she'd give me her pudding cup. Me and her were like the best friends that you would see in movies. We would play games in the school yard and think about our futures, dreaming wild and crazy ideas of being firefighters and kings of our own islands. Ideas would float in our minds like air bubbles rising to the top in a coke bottle. Her favorite. Little did we know this would change. Highschool would change us. We will still talk but steadily grow apart. The only part that would connect us are the small meetings we will have in classes. She might eventually get a boyfriend that she would fall for and that would hurt me, like a pain exploding in my heart. Not like a heart attack but something much more deeper than that, like ripping out the power chord to her favorite arcade game, Pac Man. Then she will feel this pain to. The boy would grow tired of her and eventually break up with her ...