Just Reading .... (Open)
Nov 26, 2009 11:23:27 GMT -5
Post by rizzo13 on Nov 26, 2009 11:23:27 GMT -5
Jace Ryder sat underneath a large oak tree beside his mother's store as he read quietly. He was a shy boy but he was also very kind and nice once you got to know him ... if he let you. His mother owned The Thrifty Thread, a store for people to buy clothes. Since his mother owned her own shop Jace was considered wealthy but he still saw himself as poor ... but not in money. He had never had a friend ... he had never gotten close enough to someone to have a friend.
Jace had just gotten to a part in his book when the main character got bit by a snake. He completely saw this coming. It was just wasting his time reading this book ... no it wasn't a book ... it seemed as though it was just a bunch of random pages stuck together with a cheap binding. He sat the book down beside his waist as he waited for someone to come around where he know sat. He sighed as he waited for someone ... anyone ... to come .... someone ... who wanted a friend.
Jace had just gotten to a part in his book when the main character got bit by a snake. He completely saw this coming. It was just wasting his time reading this book ... no it wasn't a book ... it seemed as though it was just a bunch of random pages stuck together with a cheap binding. He sat the book down beside his waist as he waited for someone to come around where he know sat. He sighed as he waited for someone ... anyone ... to come .... someone ... who wanted a friend.
"A friend wants to know why you're crying, a best friend already has the shovel ready to bury who made you cry."
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