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Lunacy FringeHe lay motionless in the grass as the light breeze teased his hair and tickle the bare skin of his stomach. And then he heard it: the giggle of his favorite person. Soon he could see the face accompanying the voice and smiled to himself. She skipped across the grass, happy as could be, still in her school uniform.Lunacy Fringe
“I love days like today! Not too hot, not too cold. The breeze feels nice. Do you know what the weather is supposed to be like for the rest of the week?”
“Umm… Slightly sarcastic?” he guessed with a small smile.
She stuck out
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Trying to Move On Ch. 9After my father’s death, I spent the next few months living in the seemingly empty house with Jack as my guardian. Those were the most traumatizing months of my life.Trying to Move On Ch. 9
Luckily, my mother’s sister, my Aunt Isabel, adopted me and I moved to live with her. She only lived about 20 minutes away and I always loved to go and visit her with Daddy. The day I moved in, Aunt Isabel brought me to a neighbor’s house to meet their little boy. His name was Tyler and he was around my age, only a year younger. We played and we had lots of fun.
After an hour of watch
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Trying to Move On Ch. 8This time we’re going waaaaaaaaay back. All the way back. To December 31, 1989 in Spain. That’s when I was born.Trying to Move On Ch. 8
My mother had lived in Spain her whole life. She was 100% Spanish. My father was an American. His grandparents lived in Spain and he went to visit them. That’s when he met my mother.
My mother was 18 and my dad was 19. They got married a year after meeting one another and a few months later my mother was pregnant. Unfortunately, she died in childbirth. My birth
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Trying to Move On Ch. 7Two years ago, a new boy moved in the house behind mine. My best friends, Tyler and Julie, and I went over to greet the incoming family. When we reached the driveway where the moving van was, I spotted an angel.Trying to Move On Ch. 7
He was tall, about 6’1” and very skinny. He had pale skin and dark brown hair, very much like my own. He had the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen. He was simply wearing a pair of jeans that looked quite tight on his long legs. No shirt: it was simply too hot to be carrying in heavy furniture in this weather. I noticed his nails were pa
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Wasn't he the one who wasn't Jack Twist?
Cause I think you should dye it red or pink or red and pink.
And I thought it was the superbowl so I was on the phone with JMac and then she wanted to get sushi but it wasn't the superbowl so we couldn't do facemasks with Scott who's old enough to be our dad and she was all "SUSHI" but I had bad sushi yesterday so I was all, "NO" and then Ju called and I decided I would call her back later and then I did and she's all, "YOU BROKE LUKE'S HEART" and I'm like, WTF? and then I had to tell her this whole story and so basically we don't know what to do with our hair because it wasn't the superbowl.
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