I remember this day, and I see it so clearly in my head whenever I read this. I have my own copy written out in one of my journals. I think it might even be the copy you gave me...Anyways, I'll never forget that day, because, it was a happy day for me too. It was sweet, and innocent, and beautiful. I felt like I was normal..ish... I envy the way you can portray that day so perfecty to the outside world through prose. That day is part of my little world, my memories, and the idea that you have put that into words, blows me away. This piece, is life.

I like this..its good..but its not...its sad..depressing...angsty..I like it

Michael, you have a wonderful soul blushing, emotional touching way with words. There doesn't appear to be anything you can't portray, mold, describe or say with them...and you seem to do it beautifully and effortlessly with just a 'flick of the pen'(so to speak). Your story here is no exception. It draws you in, fills you up and then BAM, breaks your heart just like the character's. You truly have a God given talent. Keep it up. ~Scottie