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A love story about two boys who run of into the woods together. If he ever reads this he knows who this story is dedicated to.
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James sat down. It was 4:30 PM on Sunday in the UK and the summer
clouds of England, gave the air a slight unease about them. He plugged his
phone i..
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On Monday, school went on as normal. James was in Year 12,
which meant he had been with Michael for around a year and a half. They only
shared one s..
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Nobody talked to either of them on Tuesday. There were plenty
of people whispering though. This was not unusual for James but was very
strange for M..
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On Thursday Michael didn’t walk with James, instead they
walked to James’ house. As they came in, James said hello to his mum and went
s..
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The light poured into James’ room, fand he woke up from his
sleep. He checked his clock, it was 9 AM on Sunday, which meant he probably should
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James had a torch and as heard a rustling from the beaten
down path, he flicked it on and pointed it towards the small parting in the
trees. It was ..
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Michael woke up a bit after 6 o’clock, he would have liked
to sleep for longer, but the cheeping of the birds had awoken him. James was
alread..
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They set off
around 7 o'clock, as Michael walked, he looked at James, who wore an unusually
glum look. He moved over next to him and asked, “W..
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They awoke and did the same they did yesterday, and
walked through the same fields they did yesterday, and may as well have been walking
in circles ..
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