Ch.1 It was a warm, spring day in Killamari, Dakota. Killamari is surrounded by a forest and is a very secret place. If you are not someone of wealth, have power, or anything like that; it seems like your walking in a forest. If you are wealthy, you have to be a good, wealthy person like give some of your money to charity. The town goes invisible all on its own. The town doesnt have a mayor or president, just the people. The population of the town has only 50 people in it. The girls there are really pretty for some reason. &
I don't think we should mock what it was like to love at fifteen. I think that if we could all love in that way (perpetually and honestly and with so much passion that we could feel ourselves ready to burst with it) then this place would be so much happier. We'd be more fulfilled and so sure, so positive- this is the one. This is the one to complete me. And we wouldn't worry about details or the future or heartbreaks to come: just the time that is now. A time that is perpetually Summer and brimming with nostalgia. Loving at fifteen is loving young and loving "forever", and it's something I regret we grow out of.