Snapshot #2

June 18, 2010
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It was the summer before ninth grade. Almost six months since I had marched out of the psych ward, tender pink scars hidden beneath long sleeves and a vow never to come back echoing through my mind. I had spent the past week in my late grandmother’s run-down house in North Carolina, packing thousands of dollars worth of dolls into Corona boxes to be distributed between fifty covetous great grand-children. Sitting on her screened in porch overlooking a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, I called you for the first time in a month.
And I fell in love.

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a.m.f said...
Jul. 19, 2010 at 2:12 am
I like this. It's super short, but you made it work. PERFECT. :)
i.ll_be_fine_899 said...
Jul. 4, 2010 at 10:27 pm
are you gonna write more or no?? that was really interesting, i loved it:))
nomgee replied...
Jul. 5, 2010 at 8:03 am
this is the second in a series of little drabbles, i've attempted posting three so far, but the website's still looking over the other two. thanks =)
gymbabe This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 4, 2010 at 7:23 pm
That was great, short and sweet, well written and well worded.  Nice job.
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