supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, I am afraid to disappoint, but my writing is atrocious

8525 km apart

March 31, 2016

PROMPT: Quartet

She packed up her belongings: her Mildliners, her clothes. She bundled up our sticky notes- passed in secret between classes to one another- carefully as if each was a threateningly fragile antique that belonged to a museum. She hugged a regretful goodbye and forced herself to be swept up and away to a country 8525km across the Pacific Ocean; away from me.


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