The Story

When we were in high school RedRat and I took turns writing a story. We'd each write a page or a paragraph and then hand off what we had composed. Two years, and 47 pages later, our story was unfinished when we ceased writing. Last night I was looking for my old poetry notebook and stumbled upon the folder in which I stored our story. I've decided to type it and send her a copy. Perhaps I'll even clean it up and make the voice non-teenage girl.

Honestly, it would be really fun to take up the story exchange again.