NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
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this a First person short-story of floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
I looked out from the small cliff at the cloudy night, the ponds lanterns flickered with storm blowing in. I hope the rain and cover my tears so Mother would not question or nosy Nolem to mock me. thing I try to get love out of my mind... Why does this emotion sting so much.. maybe this is how James feels...but he so happy...Emotions are so weird.. A flash behind me drug my thou
NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
SO
this a First person short-story of floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
I turned a deep red as i waited for her reaction....
She looked blank for a moment "U-m..." I felt my blood go cold. "I never thought that way about you that way, i thought you were more like a friend." I must have looked like a was stung because she said "Im sorry Floyd. No hard feeling." she awkwardly smiled. I got up and thought up something and fell emotionless "Thats fine,
How Deep Is Your Love by Lady-of-the-who, literature
Literature
How Deep Is Your Love
NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
SO
this a First person short-story of Floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
Getting up, i glared over to my mother who was working on her bread like ever morning. I rolled my eyed and got off the small banboo matt that i sleep on and make my way over to her to get some bread for morn-meal. She turned to me "Morning Floyd, i hope you slept well!" i groaned some kind of reply as i yawned and took a small muffin. "I made your fav bread today, Honey bread w
NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
SO
this a First person short-story of floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
I looked out from the small cliff at the cloudy night, the ponds lanterns flickered with storm blowing in. I hope the rain and cover my tears so Mother would not question or nosy Nolem to mock me. thing I try to get love out of my mind... Why does this emotion sting so much.. maybe this is how James feels...but he so happy...Emotions are so weird.. A flash behind me drug my thou
NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
SO
this a First person short-story of floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
I turned a deep red as i waited for her reaction....
She looked blank for a moment "U-m..." I felt my blood go cold. "I never thought that way about you that way, i thought you were more like a friend." I must have looked like a was stung because she said "Im sorry Floyd. No hard feeling." she awkwardly smiled. I got up and thought up something and fell emotionless "Thats fine,
How Deep Is Your Love by Lady-of-the-who, literature
Literature
How Deep Is Your Love
NOTE!: I have dyslexia (also i have something else that makes it hard to type what i think in my head so be warned that misspelling and words may be mixed up. Really it cant be helped)
SO
this a First person short-story of Floyd
He is a Mais from %The-Mais-Pond (https://www.deviantart.com/the-mais-pond)
Getting up, i glared over to my mother who was working on her bread like ever morning. I rolled my eyed and got off the small banboo matt that i sleep on and make my way over to her to get some bread for morn-meal. She turned to me "Morning Floyd, i hope you slept well!" i groaned some kind of reply as i yawned and took a small muffin. "I made your fav bread today, Honey bread w