i never really knew her. she was just one of my many faceless classmates. all of our conversations were limited to heys and nods, except for that one time when i stayed in school to work on something for design class long after everybody else went home.
she was a member of the volleyball varsity. their practice had just finished and she was still towelling off some sweat from her face when she walked into the classroom. her seat was a couple of rows behind mine. after a few minutes spent in silence, she sat down beside me and started talking.
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FICTION posted by Karl
I spent the better part of the day looking for musical frog parts. All I really needed to complete the last LeGrand high gynerator was a lyric spleen, but it never hurts to have an ample stock of extra highstrings and xylobones. Allen would have been proud of me had he been there to see me expertly pluck each usable part from every frogthing I caught.
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FICTION posted by Karl
Do you remember? I do. I remember the good times we had together. I remember you telling me you wouldn’t ever leave. I remember words like “forever” and “eternity”. I remember kisses. I remember heat. I remember catching you making out with him behind the gym.
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