Summer
It seemed as though summer couldn't get hotter. These boys stuck in a place with monsters, accidents, and days that never seemed long enough. They wouldn't trade summer for anything. It was their escape, freedom, the ultimate high. They were no longer invisible and it was time to prove themselves. Everyone has those groups of friends they feel alive with, and that is what these boys are showing. They knew soon their lives would be different and they wanted to be young while they had the chance. Sure they know life has adventures ahead, but what's the point of rushing to them when they are enjoying life now. We need to take life slow, realize what we have, and appreciate where it'll take us.
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