Sunny was walking home when an idea struck. She kept the thought as she walled home. It was a ten-minute walk the most if she was quick. She usually was and wasn't home later than four-thirty.

Once inside, she did her usual thing. She went to the bathroom, ate a snack, and then traveled to her room. She then grabbed a piece of paper. She wrote down things she didn't want others to see.

She stared at the paper after it was covered with ink and dirty thoughts. Blushing, she dated it and put it at the back of her binder. She had to make sure no one else would see it.

And she continued to do so until she didn't. She continued this until her mind was dry of these thoughts. She continued doing this until her feelings were nothing more of a distant memory.