Rais (wingstakeme) wrote in midway_ic, @ 2011-08-19 03:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | ishani chana, rais halifax, week 1 |
{ w h o } Ishani and Rais.
{ w h a t } Hanging out!
{ w h e n } Thursday morning.
{ w h e r e } On top of his trailer.
{ r a t i n g } Can't imagine it going above G.
It was a little early, but Rais always liked waking up a little bit before he had to just so he could see the sunrise. It was just kinda wonderous that there was a great big giant star that their planet revolved around and kept it warm and alive. And even better was how it could turn the sky different colours, from purple to blue to red--the latter of which the boy enjoyed the most, since he could see it, which was why he really liked being up at sunrise.
He had clambered to the top of his trailer as he did most mornings, sitting with his legs sprawled and his journal in his lap. There was messy writing in it--he had been putting in an entry of his previous days as he waited for the big star to rise.
'sometimes its kinda like a big cherry in the sky but sometimes its like an orange to or a lemon or something. i had lemon pie the other day with leigh and she said she might be able to get the cooks to make a cherry pie to shes really nice and id like it but if she wouldnt be able to thatd be ok to. i would apreshiate her for offering and it doesnt matter what kinda pie really i like them all. just that she thot of me. one of my other friends thot of me to he bot me a book about chess and i was so excited hes really nice to.'
He had stopped halfway through the entry, as he looked up at the sky, and rested back on his hands with a content look on his face.