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The little girl
I remember the night it all started. It was a cold Thursday evening. The sky was dark and heavy, like it was about to rain. I had closed my curtains,…
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The boy in the magazine.
I saw a boy in a magazine once. He didn't have the finest face, nor the prettiest smile. But his eyes held me longer than I meant to stay. I…
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Will our story resume?
This is to those who were, are, and soon to be in an 'unfinished love story'. Cheers! ❤️ I hope that one day, the story can resume The story of…
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A child, a woman.
I am a child.I like cookies. Ice cream makes me happy. Candies and chocolates make my day. I am a girl.I love animations. I love dancing, running, and playing in…
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As perfect, as flawed.
I was in love with a writer once. Sweet words flowed from his mouth like a buttery fountain, smooth and passionate, coating everything they touched. His eyes held a kindness…