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Summertime Love

Lately the summer has become a complete drag, I've been doing nothing since summer started it seems; since I've come back from horse camp its just non stop work. In the time since I've been back I've painted my room and began to decorate it and been going to tutoring for three hours a day. Not exactly the summer classified under extraordinary, to make it all the worse my step-person (I just can't say the word because it is untrue) is making my life completely miserable. By never allowing me to have any time to sit on my laptop and surf the internet or anything. Rather constant chores await, I feel like Cinderella with an endless chore list. Though I can't complain that everything is bad, I have one secret that I will see the boy who made me take a look at life closely and made me smile till my face was stuck. Will he remember me? Or will he look at me with an empty face as if he never saw me. Memories of the past constantly creep up on me, Walter's face fills my mind, I don't think I'll ever get over him. He's the one thing that haunts me, his smile, his laugh, the way he makes a face when he's sad it all hurts too much, the pain grows deeper inside me cutting me at the very core. Even time hasn't helped only make me think of my mistakes which begin to fill me with grief and sorrow.

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