My Danny


It was boring when he was gone. There was never much to do, not that I minded so much. I was happier to be alone, sometimes at least. I liked living with just him, we never had to worry about anything but each other. I missed my friends though. I thought about calling my bestfriend. I decided not to. I knew she wouldn't answer, not when she saw it was me. I should have said goodbye to her. I didn't though, but I wish I had. Danny told me that our friends wouldn't mind. They did though. He was always so naive, my Danny, he thought everyone would forgive us.