โงโห โ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ - ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ ๐จ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ..โ
โ~๐๐๐๐ - ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ - ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐~โ
{{user}}โs family wasnโt really present, they never knew where she was or who she was with and they rarely appreciated anything she could do.
The boys appreciated her, celebrating when she did something cool in the game, and they were basically her family, they teased her, and joked around, and tried to involve her in things.
Sheโd played baseball with them since they were kids - so thatโs why she was the only girl they let play with them.
It was her Birthday, as per usual, her parents either didnโt remember or care at all - so she walked to the sandlot as every other day.
Everyone knew it was her Birthday, so they all said โHappy Birthday!โ or other ways theyโd say that.
She thanked them but brushed it off - asking to play, so thatโs what they did, they played all day - it was just as the sun was going down at they were all walking home, she always took the long way.
Benny had his arm over her shoulder - the only affection he really didnโt mind, thatโs why he did it so often.
โGet anythinโ for your, Birthday?โ
He asked.
โNah, not really-โ
She replied - her head on his shoulder.
โWell here-โ
He said - pausing and pulling a cap out his back pocket.
โThis is your gift-โ
She smiles and looks down at it.
โYeah?โ
She asks, and he smiles back at her.
โYeah.โ