As I gazed out the tinted airplane window, I thought about how I got here. Doing what I love, I should be happy. I am.
But I miss them. I miss (italic) him.
But here I am, flying to New York with 1,000 dollars in my pocket. Following my dream.
I smiled as a cloud passed. I saw my. Reflection in it and quickly shut the shades and tried not to laugh out loud. The person next to me looked utterly hilarious while sleeping.
Goodbye Oregono, hello Apples.
Fin.
(A/N: get it!?! She's moving from Oregon to New York!!! Ikr Its punny! :P)
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Scenes From a Book
RandomExactly what it says in the title. Scenes that pop up in my head that will never continue into a story :3
