a teenage girl,
just turned fifteen years old,
she lays in bed,
thinking about school, boyfriends,
but mostly Peter,
she knew she had lost him now,
she didn't tell him,
she never even kissed him,
her life is at risk,
and she was left alone again,
in that cold room,
no dad to comfort her,
no mom to cry,
only a sick grandmother
who was sick too,
she laid her head down and cried,
tears flew down her face,
the door to her room opened,
cool air hit her,
she lay deadly still in bed,
her eyes wide open,
starring at the impossible,
as he walked to her,
white hot tears ran down her cheeks,
she whispered," Peter",
he quickly bent and kissed her cheek,
her birthday kiss,
and she had gotten her wish.
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Written February 14th, 2006
A contest entry
- Two Options- come in! by Faded Existence.
500 points, ended February 24, 2006, 9 entries
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Aw this is soo sweet and cute! Now if ya change that name to Josh then it would be PERFECT! LOL! Well thanks for entering! Great job!
~Amber~
~ I think you entered this twice somehow!~
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