Part One of mah storeh.

Sep 22, 2005 18:12

I stared out of the window of the plane during the last hour of the flight. My dad, Greg, was asleep in the seat next to me, a newspaper folded up in his lap. I thought about how different life was going to be now, compared to how it had been. Moving wasn’t something I was used to, especially out of the country. Since my mother died, my father had ( Read more... )

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love_and_fear September 27 2005, 00:24:38 UTC
LEAVE ME HANGING WHY DONT CHA!!!!!

post the rest :)

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