The year of the Apollo Moon landing, everyone was celebrating everyone except me. You know where I was stuck. Work. I was only 15 at the time and working at an ice cream shop.
All day long people were asking for the Moon deluxe for FREE.
"No I will not give you it free"
After work, I went home to my house being empty .I went downstairs to my moonlit room, thinking I might talk to a man on the moon. He always listens and never says anything back. My thoughts, fears, my sadness and he listens to everything.
Today, I think he listened very hard to me. For the first time today, I really believed in the man on the moon.
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