The Moment Fell in Love
Falling for the right or wrong?
He gave love a whole new meaning. I couldn't take a glance at him without my heart beating a thousand miles an hour. It was beyond belief. Never mind the fact about my heart going insane, my head felt like it was about to explode. If by chance I couldn't set my gaze at him for more than a second, I went crazy. I just couldn't get enough. His love was my drug. Whenever I thought of him, being adequate to cross his mind I would grin ridiculously. But enough about him, gorgeous and amazing him. I'm about to tell you when it all started, when I met Jake.
It started off as a beautiful day, but it ended, oh so horrifying. I walked down my crooked wood stairs looking downstairs. The view from here didn't look the best. I saw my mom sitting down at the kitchen table having a brief talk with my dad. Things didn't look too good. I didn't want to interrupt anything, so I take a step up the stairs, but then of course, a big screech let out from the stairs. Golly gee. could this get any better?! I thought to myself. I scrunch my nose and frown. My mom peeked up the stairs. Oh boy, I sigh.
''Darling, is there something wrong?'' Wow. She had claimed to ask the winning question.
''Uhm,'' I stuttered. Maybe stuttering was my way out? But nope.
''Uhm, pardon? You will not", "UHM'' me. You give me a straight up question, or else. What we're you doing eavesdropping on me and your father like this?
''HE ISN'T MY FATHER.'' I fight back, somewhat.
''That's it! I've had enough. I'm sending you to camp for the summer. You need a break from this, from us.'' Mom sighs. This wasn't good. I knew when she was just fooling around, and boy oh boy, she sure wasn't this time. Operation-Not-Go-To-Camp started tonight.
I dial my best friend Chanelle's number. No answer. Great!
**To be continued**
It started off as a beautiful day, but it ended, oh so horrifying. I walked down my crooked wood stairs looking downstairs. The view from here didn't look the best. I saw my mom sitting down at the kitchen table having a brief talk with my dad. Things didn't look too good. I didn't want to interrupt anything, so I take a step up the stairs, but then of course, a big screech let out from the stairs. Golly gee. could this get any better?! I thought to myself. I scrunch my nose and frown. My mom peeked up the stairs. Oh boy, I sigh.
''Darling, is there something wrong?'' Wow. She had claimed to ask the winning question.
''Uhm,'' I stuttered. Maybe stuttering was my way out? But nope.
''Uhm, pardon? You will not", "UHM'' me. You give me a straight up question, or else. What we're you doing eavesdropping on me and your father like this?
''HE ISN'T MY FATHER.'' I fight back, somewhat.
''That's it! I've had enough. I'm sending you to camp for the summer. You need a break from this, from us.'' Mom sighs. This wasn't good. I knew when she was just fooling around, and boy oh boy, she sure wasn't this time. Operation-Not-Go-To-Camp started tonight.
I dial my best friend Chanelle's number. No answer. Great!
**To be continued**
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