As McKenna and I board the bus, we sit seguinte to each other in the front. "Hey, I've heard of this song!" I comment on the song that's playing in the background. "...Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6, Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6..." "Yeah...sure...whatever..." McKenna responds to me with her eyes locked on her yellow and black cell phone. "What's up?" I ask. "Nothing!" She shuts her cell phone like she's hiding gold from a bank. My cell phone ring-tone sounds. "I can't stop my feet from dancin' to the sound of his drum. I fell in amor with my Rooock god!" I press the "Answer" button on my keyboard. "Hello?" "Bree, I'm gonna need you to do me favor. It's Dustin." I smile. I'll do anything for my brother. "Yeah, what's up?" "When you get home, find a stapler and put it in my room. I lost mine. Ok?" "Sure!" "Good. When do you get back from scho-" I hear a CRASH on the phone. "Dustin? Dustin?!?" Beep, beep, beep... "What happened?" McKenna asks. "Something's wrong. I heard a crash on the phone when Dustin was in the middle of talking to me." McKenna's eyes widen.
The bus comes to a stop and I get off as quickly as I can. I see my mom's blue furgão, van pull in the driveway. She gets off and runs towards me. "Oh! Dear! Are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine?" My mom hugs me. "You're brother isn't. He's in the hospital. Drop your backpack in the living room and get in the van. I run into the house and throw my backpack on the beige couch.
When we arrive at the Waconia Hospital, my mother looks like she's going to have a heart-attack. Poor mom... We enter the hospital lobby and my mother talks to the nurse. "...Yes he's in room, 119." The brown-haired nurse informs my mother. She grabs my hand and runs to room 119. I can't believe my eyes. "Dustin!" I run towards him. "He's really broken up isn't he?" My mom tries to hold back her tears. "I'm so sorry, Dustin. I should have just hung up." Tears run down my cheeks.
The bus comes to a stop and I get off as quickly as I can. I see my mom's blue furgão, van pull in the driveway. She gets off and runs towards me. "Oh! Dear! Are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine?" My mom hugs me. "You're brother isn't. He's in the hospital. Drop your backpack in the living room and get in the van. I run into the house and throw my backpack on the beige couch.
When we arrive at the Waconia Hospital, my mother looks like she's going to have a heart-attack. Poor mom... We enter the hospital lobby and my mother talks to the nurse. "...Yes he's in room, 119." The brown-haired nurse informs my mother. She grabs my hand and runs to room 119. I can't believe my eyes. "Dustin!" I run towards him. "He's really broken up isn't he?" My mom tries to hold back her tears. "I'm so sorry, Dustin. I should have just hung up." Tears run down my cheeks.
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Dear Well....You,
I amor you, you know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope you never change. You make my dia in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I amor how when I shiver just a bit, you hand me your sweater.
I amor how you kiss my cheek when I blush.
I amor you how you smell, and how you taste.
I amor how you tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I amor how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, you tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I amor how when you speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I amor how when I mess up my words, you tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I amor how you kiss me.
I amor you completely
Please never change.
amor Me
I amor you, you know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope you never change. You make my dia in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I amor how when I shiver just a bit, you hand me your sweater.
I amor how you kiss my cheek when I blush.
I amor you how you smell, and how you taste.
I amor how you tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I amor how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, you tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I amor how when you speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I amor how when I mess up my words, you tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I amor how you kiss me.
I amor you completely
Please never change.
amor Me
I sit in the dark. Thinking about Jack. A single tear comes out of my eye, then another. I start to laugh quietly, trying not to wake up my sister. Then, the horrible memory from my awful dream came back to me. I went to the door and paused. I sighed and told myself that nothing is out there but the hallway, the dining room, living room and the kitchen. I took out my phone from my jaqueta and looked at the time. It's 5:59. I rolled my eyes and opened and closed the door quietly and sat on the soft couch. I started to drift into thoughts about Degrassi, and what it would be like if I went there. Then, a black figure moved across the kitchen. Spooked, I quickly walked to my aunts' laptop and looked up some funny vídeos on youtube.com to keep m off track from the figure. Hours passed, and I am still freaked. Ten minutos later, I calm down and look up some mais funny stuff. Ugh! I must be haluccinating from lack of sleep. I rubbed my eyes and went back to my bedroom and passed out.
