Thursday, January 22, 2009

A Box In Her Pocket Pt. 1

She touched the box in her pocket and smiled. Knowing that no matter how far her love is moving he would always love her. Nothing could separate them; nothing could make one doubt the other. He proposed to her the day of his flight. It was last minute, but she loved him, and she knew he loved her. That was also the reason he was leaving her to go to another state, halfway across the nation. Just because neither of their parents agreed that they were good for each other. Maybe this was because they started going out at a young age, or maybe because they lied a lot, or because they snuck out at night together. Here’s their story:
Chris was a fourteen year old boy; who was in 8th grade, and attended Mill Creek Middle School. He was very fond of dancing, but his grades were always first priority. He wasn’t a straight a student, but never got less than a 3.5 GPA. He got along with his parents most of the time, and made friends with almost anyone. He was very athletic, and did track and football at school. His favorite dance was breakin’, as in break dancing, he was a pro.

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