// I AM NOBODY! WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU NOBODY TOO? THEN THERE'S A PAIR OF US, DON'T TELL! THEY'D BANISH US, YOU KNOW.
HOW DREARY TO BE SOMEBODY! HOW PUBLIC, LIKE A FROG. TO TELL YOUR NAME THE LIVE LONG DAY.
TO AN ADMIRING BOG! //
- Emily Dickinson
Bonnie’s POV
I am at my old bus stop. Mom waved me and dad goodbye as we waited for the bus at the fourth street. We lived at our old house at that time, before dad went missing….
He held my hand.
“What are you thinking about, princess?”
“Dad, why were you and mom fighting last night?”
He furrowed his brows.
“I thought you went to sleep, sugar pie?”
“I couldn’t sleep. The weird boy was in my dreams again. He never leaves me alone”, I grumbled. Dad laughed out loud.
“Hmm. He must be lonely out there as well, baby! Maybe he needs a frien
