The frost bitten air grabbed my breath and stabbed my lungs as he led the way into the damp forest. I could feel the rage of numbness over taking my body instantly. I fell into sync with his footsteps. Left, right, left, right, his rhythmic pattern embedded into my mind as i followed him almost too closely, like a child afraid of losing her most prized possession.. Only one part of the big picture was on my mind, i was going to miss him entirely. He had been my best friend ever since we met in fourth grade and boy did he fit the part perfectly. HE was my one and only. HE was the magnet that held the best to the friend. HE was James Tyler Moore..i'm writing a story. i think i like it.
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