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CAMERA FADES IN.
BOY AND GIRL ARE IN A SCHOOL HALLWAY. GIRL IS PUTTING BOOKS INTO HER LOCKER. BOY WALKS UP TO HER, A SINGLE WHITE ROSE HELD BEHIND HI..
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I'm having kind of a bad day. I doubt this will be very good, but aw well.
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This is just for me. A piece about someone who I can't get out of my head.
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Again, this is random. I don't know why I even write stuff like this.
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This doesn't even deserve an audience. So don't read.
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This was very random. And I hope you can get a feel for who's talking.
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look at the title and you'll understand. :P
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A story I wrote in the seventh grade, so like, two years ago. Excuse it's...immaturity, i guess. :P
..Also, excuse any spelling mistakes.
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THE COUNTRY ROAD IS CALLING, FREE FOR OUR WHEELS TO DRIVE OVER IT.
SWEAT DRIPS DOWN OUR FOREHEADS,
MAKING US SO F*****G HOT.
WE HOLD HANDS...
WE..
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IT HURTS, I KNOW IT DOES.
BUT STAYING STRONG IS
PART OF THE PROCESS.
WHAT PROCESS?
THE PROCESS OF WHICH
HEARTS ARE RESTORED AND
BROUGHT BACK TO ..
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