We both just sat there holding on to each other. Tears came to my eyes, but I held them back. I did exactly what i did not want to do, make Kimmeron worried and upset. I was hurt and now i hurt her. Mad thoughts ran through my head like a speeding train. I was in peer shock, and highly frightened.
Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 12:30 pm
I decided to change the subject, even though it is highly impossible. "Kimmeron, I found some of your old stuff from when we were younger. It's up in the attic. I though we should go treasure hunting!" I said happily changing the subject. "Oh really! That sounds like a bunch of fun, let's go." She commented back. We walked up the old rickety creaking stairs to the junk-filled attic. Thousands of memories shot at me like a bullet.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 8:35 pm
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i hav seen live murder 4 times cry RIP homies neutral ive got shot at too cry i choose this life wrong life