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There was this girl that I was talking to when I got coffee this morning and she was on her way to school. She looked about my age and she had a bookbag on her bag, I could see the strap. She turned a little and it was a Barbie bag. She talked like she was Gussie's age, maybe even younger. She held her brother's hand, he was older than her, but he held her hand and he talked to her like it was nothing out of the ordinary, like there was no one watching even though everyone was. She was so nice too, gave me a hug, and told me to sit with them. Seems that no one plays with her or anything, I gave her the number to my cell phone and told her to call anytime she'd like.
I don't know, I just thought I'd write that in my journal.
I don't know, I just thought I'd write that in my journal.