Keep looking up!
Looking back isn’t going to help you. Moving forward is the thing you have to do.
McKayla Maroney
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After work, Jenna loved strolling in the park. The towering trees, the smell of the wet grass, the beautiful lake, the colorful flowers, and the countless birds made her feel wonderful. She liked singing her favorite songs as she was looking out at the city and she felt free.
Although Jenna grew up in Georgia, New York was always her favorite city. Now, she regarded the sleepless city her home.
She put on her grey jacket and walked toward her apartment building. The dark had blanketed the city, and pretty soon, the shinning stars would start making their presence in the sky. Their glow would easily steal her attention.
The first week of April reminded her the cold days of the winter, and she hated the feeling of coming across the freaking freezing atmosphere of the endless nights of January and February.
Jenna liked the heat and the puny, warm wind. Summer was always her favorite season and she looked forward to it.
Soon, she stood outside the big building searching for her keys. She was heading toward the stairs when someone stopped her.
“Hi, Jenna, how are you?” he asked politely.
“Hi, John, I’m fine. How are you?” Jenna felt weird. She had forgotten that her neighbor was so handsome. She hadn’t seen him for a couple of days but, the moment she smelled his aftershave, she was ready to fall into his hug. She loved his scent and she was impressed by his manners.
“I am fine thank you. I see you like jogging.” John tried to be cool. He glanced at her sporty attire and smiled. The grey pants and her white sneakers showed off her beautiful body. Then again, the pony tail that held her hair back, revealing her sweet face was another clue.
It seemed he had forgotten how to flirt with a woman too.
“Yes, I think we should all do that.”
Jenna was trying to be friendly, she wanted to keep up their conversation, but she was shy. Although he seemed to be a nice guy, she wasn’t sure they should get closer. Maybe they should be good neighbors and nothing more. It was too difficult for her to trust a stranger and, moreover, it was extremely difficult to trust another man again.
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McKayla Maroney
Read, Love and Share!
After work, Jenna loved strolling in the park. The towering trees, the smell of the wet grass, the beautiful lake, the colorful flowers, and the countless birds made her feel wonderful. She liked singing her favorite songs as she was looking out at the city and she felt free.
Although Jenna grew up in Georgia, New York was always her favorite city. Now, she regarded the sleepless city her home.
She put on her grey jacket and walked toward her apartment building. The dark had blanketed the city, and pretty soon, the shinning stars would start making their presence in the sky. Their glow would easily steal her attention.
The first week of April reminded her the cold days of the winter, and she hated the feeling of coming across the freaking freezing atmosphere of the endless nights of January and February.
Jenna liked the heat and the puny, warm wind. Summer was always her favorite season and she looked forward to it.
Soon, she stood outside the big building searching for her keys. She was heading toward the stairs when someone stopped her.
“Hi, Jenna, how are you?” he asked politely.
“Hi, John, I’m fine. How are you?” Jenna felt weird. She had forgotten that her neighbor was so handsome. She hadn’t seen him for a couple of days but, the moment she smelled his aftershave, she was ready to fall into his hug. She loved his scent and she was impressed by his manners.
“I am fine thank you. I see you like jogging.” John tried to be cool. He glanced at her sporty attire and smiled. The grey pants and her white sneakers showed off her beautiful body. Then again, the pony tail that held her hair back, revealing her sweet face was another clue.
It seemed he had forgotten how to flirt with a woman too.
“Yes, I think we should all do that.”
Jenna was trying to be friendly, she wanted to keep up their conversation, but she was shy. Although he seemed to be a nice guy, she wasn’t sure they should get closer. Maybe they should be good neighbors and nothing more. It was too difficult for her to trust a stranger and, moreover, it was extremely difficult to trust another man again.
http://bookgoodies.com/a/B00Y3585AA
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