A Carton of Strawberry Milk
Description
When I found myself alone or sad, he'd somehow know and hand me one thing:
A single carton of strawberry milk.
Like most people, I don't appreciate things until they're out of my grasp.
When I was depressed, the sweet treat would find itself into my hands one way or another until it became a part of my life.
That is...until the milk deliveries stopped.
Foreword
My entry for the strawberry puffcake Writing Contest! I would enter with my other oneshot, but I'm not allowed to, so...why not just create another one! \^0^/
And this one will be cute! So yay!
Oh, and get it? Milk? WooU? 'Woo-yu' = 'milk'?
Okay, yeah. That was lame.
EDIT 12/7/2012 -- Winner of the contest! ^^ Thanks to everyone for reading and hopefully I'll update soon!
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