My brows are all furrowed as I silently murder the bread on my plate. It's a clear day and I decided to set up a table and chair outside to have some sunlight on my skin. I could barely relax because of the sound my neighbor's children were making. I could even hear a bark or a dog.
I've been on edge these past few days. I think it's still because of that girl Rachel.
Argh! Thinking about her name angers me. Damn it.
I snarled at our neighbour's dog that dared to cross our lawn. He was wiggling his tail like he's so happy to see me.
I would have believed that I'm in a fairy tale movie playing the princess role, but honestly think that he just wants to have my bread.
I looked at the dog's eyes and saw chocolate.
It kind of reminds me of someone.
That guy hasn't been showing himself t
