6/21/2023 0 Comments Fear me broken love![]() A lady with equally red hair, but carefully swept back to rest on her shoulders, interrupted before I could. I didn’t get the chance to answer though. “What’s your name?” she prompted nervously. I could see some of her confidence disappearing when I continued to stare. “Hi,” I finally responded after the silence became awkward. She definitely had the adorable kid look down. Her bright green overalls had a yellow daisy print that she paired with purple sneakers. Freckles covered what seemed like every inch of her face and framed her big round eyes. ![]() Her wild mane of curly red hair that was more like a copper color was currently spread in every direction like it had never met a brush before. She reminded me of my mom’s statues that she often called a cherub. I looked up and was staring into twinkling green eyes and a chubby face. The soft voice above me rushed the words out before I could raise my head. Are you a ballerina? Can you show me your moves?” Your bow is pink so you're definitely a girly-girl. ![]() The pink toenail polish that Aunt Carissa helped me paint on this morning glistened in the sunlight. I huffed and wiped the sweat off my eyebrow for the hundredth time in the last five minutes. ![]()
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