She tried to sleep on the ride home. It was hard, as she had to ride the kid bus. She just wanted to sleep....and forget. She knew her cell phone would be full of messages....from him. She couldn't face that...not now. Every little thing she saw on the ride seemed to be a constant reminder of what she had done. There was a tree that looked like him crying, a store painted his favourite color. There was just no escaping it. Oh well. She tried to think of other things...she would get to sleep in her bed again. Her warm, comfy bed. She had layed on it for hours on the phone with him....no. She tried again to forget. She could get on her computer..finnaly IM again. She used to love IMing him. He would always say something stupid, and she would laugh....it wasn't working. Everything was him. He had gotten into every little crevice of her life. there was no escaping it. no escaping him. no escaping what she had done.1
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good write
haha well i could relate before but not now. anyways this is still a good write. -
omg that was so good!
i love the feelings you put into the story. great write keep it up!
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Great
This is a great story you've got going.
He had gotten into every little crevice of her life.~ this is beautiful sentence. Keep writing
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