Summer MemoryDear Diary,More Like This
Last year in the summer I met a girl. That was just when my parents got divorced. They treated me like a thing saying: "She's mine! Not yours!" I had to go away and fast. So I called an old friend of mine. She agreed to take me in after hearing my story. I was very jealous of her though. She had nice parents, a lot of stuff, pets, a big house. My household has always had trouble with money so we lived in a small flat. I never got many toys or other stuff.
The village she lived in was small and in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by fields and forests. As I wasn't used to strangers being so friendly with me I felt like I had to run away all the time so I spent most of my time walking next to the river.
One day I spotted a girl. She was wearing a short dress, was barefooted and had very long hair. As it was windy she looked stupid yet hilarious wrestling with her dress and hair. Of course, I didn't laugh. Because after all a fancy city lady like me couldn't possibly l