Malachi Daniel Barton

Mirabelle sits in her new house, looking out the window at the view. She still remembers all those adventures they had together as kids. She still has the friendship bracelet.

Mirabelle was currently in the park, sitting on a bench, reading a book, the old bracelet still around her wrist. She was wearing a black dress, black boots, and a black jacket.

Mirabelle was at the mall, bored out of her mind, window shopping. She absentmindedly fiddled with her friendship bracelet, thinking about the old times.