Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Broken Conception

There was a girl I knew in middle school that I knew from my neighborhood. Her and I would walk home together and hang out after school together. She was a one of the coolest people on the block. But I remember one day in school there was a drug search, and she was brought in for questioning. Even though I didn’t know for sure if she did drugs or was even involved, it crushed my whole idea of who she was. After that I tried to avoid walking home with her and seldom hung out with her unless it was with a group of people. I think that the whole incident is part of the reason I've chosen to forget who her name was. The only thing I can remember about her is that she had big turquoise eyes, red hair and may or may not have been a druggie.

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