On and On the week went, with school, and Marissa, occupying my time. Monica couldn't stop talking about the sleep over. She was so excited, she kept ..
When I awoke saturday mroning, the heart burn had stopped. I yawned a huge yawn, then rolled over to where monica was supposed to be sleeping. I opene..
this isn't an origional poem. just my favorite ever. I forget the authors first name but her last name is Wolf. if you've ever read it or know who I'm..