Sighting

It was a Saturday afternoon, I had just returned from being at my grandma’s house with my little brother. My mom had to go do something, so that’s why we were with my Grandma. We decided to go to All Stars because they have a lot of things to do there for kids and parents as well. The first thing we did was go to the go-karts. Forgive me if I have gotten that wrong. I was waiting in line with my mom and little brother, and I saw you with your curly brown hair and your grey sweater with your jeans and black shoes. You were my type of guy that I would imagine I would get married to and braid your hair and match with all the time. As I am going to the Go-Karts, you saw me and you were telling me what to do and what not to do when racing. But I couldn’t hear you one bit. It was like everything was in slow motion as the wind made you scrunch your face. You got done with talking and came to make sure everyone was buckled up right, you looked at me and said Your eyes are really pretty, and it made my day. ( Not important, but I’m a girl with icy/green eyes) I never saw you again after that day I looked for you everywhere. I hope I see you next time. Even if we don’t talk, I just wanna see your face again.

The Best Time of Your life.