Friendship or Love - Skyla Spaulding (me reader txt) 📗

I sat there watching. Sally nodded, She always told me If I am sad to come and talk to her. Every day she would wear shorts and a tee shirt unless it was cold but that rarely happens in Texas.

I cannot remember anything scary or frightening about my dream. Disbelief. Could I have stopped it? I felt more alone than I was. As I slowly bit off a piece of my apple a teacher and a little girl walked towards me. I was young - four or five years old. Everyone, still crying. I’ll be right over there with the other She pointed to a bench with two others. She sat on the bench on the other side of the table. She didn’t really care what she looked like. My hands are curled up into fists. Most would say we are happy with it but some say it’s not how they live.

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Publication Date: 04-28-2013

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to all my friends!!!