VON ch.7


I shut the door loudly behind me, and pulled on my jean coat. It was cold and dark tonight, making it feel like January, even though it was March.

I walked into the alley and collapsed onto the floor in a heap. Then began to cry. I cryed untill the next morning.


The sun peaked through the cloud overhead. I rustled my jacket and my sweater off. Revealing my lime green tank top. The sun warmed my skin, making me smile, despite last nights circumstances.

I started home, walking slowly so not to disturb my neighbors. All the houses looked the same in this neighborhood, but the difference from everyone's house was their stars.I looked around for the house with the  blue star, marking at as a historic home.

The End

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