CHAPTER
3
Light poured in the room. The shine washed over his face. It was morning. Brick sat up and looked around the room. Brick was bored so he got up from lit and went to his closet. He pushed and shoved through stuff until he finally found what he wanted. It was an old dusty box. Brick took it to lit with him and opened the lid. Inside the box was a doll that looked just like Blossom. Brick grabbed the doll and hugged it. Then he went deeper in the box and found the lock of hair he secretly a volé, étole from Blossom. He sniffed it, smelling its sweet and soothing fragrance. He smiled and felt all dreamy like he could just burst into her house and give her a kiss. He closed his eyes and moaned softly of the thought of her. Then he went deeper in the box and pulled out some photos. He didn't really remember how these photos were taken but he didn't care. He looked at the photos, it showed a picture of blossom flying in the sky close up. The suivant photo showed a picture of blossom sitting in a field of yellow flowers. That photo always made him smile. And the last photo was a picture of Blossom laying a gentle Kiss on his cheek. He smiled and moaned at the same time. Then he pulled out something he a volé, étole a long time ago, one of Blossom's hair clips. He looked at it from different angles. He put the stuff back in the box and went to his closet with the box. He got inside the closet and put the box back under a lot of stuff so it would be hard to find. Then he went to the kitchen.
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Light poured in the room. The shine washed over his face. It was morning. Brick sat up and looked around the room. Brick was bored so he got up from lit and went to his closet. He pushed and shoved through stuff until he finally found what he wanted. It was an old dusty box. Brick took it to lit with him and opened the lid. Inside the box was a doll that looked just like Blossom. Brick grabbed the doll and hugged it. Then he went deeper in the box and found the lock of hair he secretly a volé, étole from Blossom. He sniffed it, smelling its sweet and soothing fragrance. He smiled and felt all dreamy like he could just burst into her house and give her a kiss. He closed his eyes and moaned softly of the thought of her. Then he went deeper in the box and pulled out some photos. He didn't really remember how these photos were taken but he didn't care. He looked at the photos, it showed a picture of blossom flying in the sky close up. The suivant photo showed a picture of blossom sitting in a field of yellow flowers. That photo always made him smile. And the last photo was a picture of Blossom laying a gentle Kiss on his cheek. He smiled and moaned at the same time. Then he pulled out something he a volé, étole a long time ago, one of Blossom's hair clips. He looked at it from different angles. He put the stuff back in the box and went to his closet with the box. He got inside the closet and put the box back under a lot of stuff so it would be hard to find. Then he went to the kitchen.
CHAPTER
1
It was a dark and cold night, no one was awake except for Brick. He lay there staring at the ceiling. He felt so alone. the only sound that was there was
the sound of the pouring rain and the crackling sound of thunder and lighting. uncomfortable, Brick
turns to his side, staring out the window, watching the lighting and listening to the thunder. Brick didn't know why but for some reason he felt so lonely. But
Brick did know why he was so lonely, he just didn't want to emit it. Brick tried to go to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Blossom. Bossy Blossom, irritating Blossom, beautiful Blossom. the thought of her made him happy. When he saw her ou thought of her, all he wanted to do was hug her slim 6 an old body, and press his lips against hers, run his hand through her long luscious hair, smelling her sweet fragrance. The thought made Brick smile and moan. and then he fell asleep.
1
It was a dark and cold night, no one was awake except for Brick. He lay there staring at the ceiling. He felt so alone. the only sound that was there was
the sound of the pouring rain and the crackling sound of thunder and lighting. uncomfortable, Brick
turns to his side, staring out the window, watching the lighting and listening to the thunder. Brick didn't know why but for some reason he felt so lonely. But
Brick did know why he was so lonely, he just didn't want to emit it. Brick tried to go to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Blossom. Bossy Blossom, irritating Blossom, beautiful Blossom. the thought of her made him happy. When he saw her ou thought of her, all he wanted to do was hug her slim 6 an old body, and press his lips against hers, run his hand through her long luscious hair, smelling her sweet fragrance. The thought made Brick smile and moan. and then he fell asleep.