Fifth Grade Dreams

Oct 24, 2020 Diary entry: It was 1961, the fifth grade, our desks were side by side, we sat next to each other all day every day, I sat next to the prettiest girl in school, she told me her dreams, she said I was in every one of them, one afternoon after school I stole two steak knives from my mom, and we went to the most secluded part of the park and we carved our initials into a tree, that tree is still there, although there is no trace left of the fifth grade or the prettiest girl in school who told me her dreams…