RunRunning was never a hobby of mine. I didn’t even like it that much. I wasn’t a track star, but it wasn’t like I couldn’t. I ran to work out but other than that I didn’t run a whole lot. At least, not until the day I ran like wind. There’s still only a little I can recall of that day. I remember when I found out, the feeling of complete disaster as my heart dropped. I remember the look of my parents faces when the doctor told them. But what I remember the most is the running. I ran all across town that day. I wRun
AprilCRASH! Abby jumped at the sound and slowly turned around, grimacing. Great, she thought, another spill for me to clean up. Sure enough, before her stood a little boy staring up at her with a stupid grin on his face, his feet surrounded by broken plate shards and left over spaghetti. “Sorry lady,” he squealed at her before he was rushed out the door by an apologetic-looking mother. Abby looked back at her watch, sighed, and bent down to pick up the pieces of the broken plate. “2:30 already,” she said to herself, which got her a weird look from a passing customeApril
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"Isn't faith believing all power can't be seen?"
i totally thought of u wen i saw this picture.
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~*Lulu*~
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