Thursday, 6 January 2011
03:39:50 AM (GMT)
"ok. Just wondering."
"what bout u?"
"me...? Umm... I want bout 9 kids. 99 is my favorite number but i dont want 99 kids,
9 is good. I thought of a few names, But..."
"its ok u dont have to tell me if u dont want to or ur uncomfortable w/it."
We finaly get on the other side of the hwy and a nice breeze starts to roll our way.
It feels good but it starts to annoy me because im a pretty boy and worry bout how i
look. (i know its stupid but i cant help it) theres a good size hill to the left of
us and right next to the hwy. I can see the grass wave like water in the midnight
moon light as the wind rushes by in short soft bursts. I look at her with beggin eyes
the same way a kid would his mom when he saw some candy or a toy he really wanted.
With a simple nod she said,
"yea, sure. Let me hold ur stuff so u dont lose it"
I hand over my property and jump off the hill as if to fly then tuck and roll when i
hit the ground. Not knowin where the bottom of this hill is i soon turn onto my back
and slide to a stop.