September 25, 2009
A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn’t think he would.
Take me for example: one day, back when I was 9 years old,
I was crossing over to Boston on the bridge on a busy Friday afternoon.
And as we pulled out, there was another car pulling in, and on it there was a girl staring aimlessly into the upcoming traffic. A white dress she had on.
Her hair was tied back. I only saw her for a second. She didn't see me at all, but
I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that day that I haven't thought of that girl.

We are changed souls; we don't look at things the same way anymore; for there was once a time when we expected the best. But then the worst happened, did it not? And so we will never be surprised again. I miss that girl. I miss her everyday.

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kasey.camille said...
Oct. 2, 2009 at 7:54 pm
The title caught my attention right away, and this story brightened my day. Thanks!
PetrusDosReis This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 6, 2009 at 9:15 am
thank you!
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