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>>>>>>>>>>> I hate those girls
>>>>>>>>>>>
I
hate
those girls who think
because a guy breaks up with them
that their lives are over.
You dont need a guy to live.
Seriously
.
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unknown Chapter 3 I brought the cup to my lips and let the warm liquid pour down my throat. It was sweet and it brought back a memory of which I've never had before; it was cold. What seemed to be white puffs filled the sky as I spun in what was an inch deep of it. Smiling. I was happy and someone called to me, had they known me? Another flash of a face, not like the face of the male I would always see, but it was a women. She was young and her prescience lit up the room once I stepped inside the sliding wooden door, "içmək" Drink. She said pointing to a silver can, the aroma filled my nose and made my taste buds water. I took a sip and then- nothing. The memory ended, with a sigh I opened my eyes to see Ella sitting in front of my with a smile on her face, it was contagious because I couldn't help but smile back. Looking at her she began to try and translate with her hands again. She spoke out loud as she made the movements with her hands, "What is your name?" Pointing to me she then struggled to comply with the rest of the phrase which caused her to show anxiety in her features. "They call me Ella." Hearing the word Ella sparked the thought, Was she asking what they called me? Like how they call the man Jeremy and her Ella? A smile spread across my face as I understood what the women had said. "Flora." I said with an accent that was different from Ella's when she said it. For some reason in her language it sounded better. Prettier in fact, like a flower which made her grin larger, as did Ella's. Suddenly I heard someone approach, someone behind me, which made me startled as my head swung around to see who had entered the room. It was not Jeremy this time, but another man, he looked at me for a moment and my eyes widened. The face. It was him, the boy from my dreams, the boy who I was supposed to know. But how? The hair the eyes, everything was the same, but something was missing. He stared at me like an intruder, like I had done something horribly wrong. Whereas the boy from my dream smiled to me and invited me to speak with him. In the dream he spoke the same language as me but now it was foreign, just like the others. "Who the hell is this mom?" He said angrily towards Ella which made me flinch away from the hard tone in his voice. He just stared at his mother for a response; he frightened me, would he hurt Ella? Should I protect her? But as soon as the thought had come to my head Ella touched my arm gently to sooth me. She could tell I had been affected negatively by the boy, looking at me she just smiled assuring me that nothing was wrong unlike the thoughts that were in my head. Directing her gaze back at the boy she gave him a stern look and shook her head. "Now Peter that is no way to treat a guest that has been invited here. You've scared her and its wrong of you to swear." Peter, I guess that’s what they call him, just rolled his eyes and stomped off his boots leaving muddy marks as he did so. I watched after him intently, had I upset him? The boy from my dream, was it just a dream? But how could I have seen his exact features without knowing him first? Looking back at Ella she could see the confusion on my face and stood up, "Come now Flora. I'll show you to your room." Walking over to me she just smiled taking my hand, though I had no idea where we were going or what she had just said I felt at peace. Like I could trust someone without second guessing myself.
Katelin's advice of the day: If you like someone then be with them don't give two f*cks about what others think. Because special people dont come around too often and you just might miss them.
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We met in kindergarten. We were best friends. She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why. I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it. She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny. We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper, "I like your eyes." One day, I was playing basketball, waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me. Suddenly, I got a phone call. It was her mom. She was in a panic. I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like, "Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!" I had no clue what happened, so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on. I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere. Then I saw her, Kelsey. My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her. "Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying. I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it. Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away, the main source of blood coming from her head. I went to the hospital that night, I went every night. in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it. The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused. It was all my fault. If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her, she wouldn't be going through this. It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up. On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open. "Kelsey?" I called. She wasn't quite awake yet. Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside. I did, for a few hours. One of the doctors finally came out saying, "I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?" "Yes," I whispered. He bit his lip. "She woke up, she's fine, but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss." "Are you serious?" I almost shouted. "I'm afraid so." I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't. I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again. "You can go see her if you want, but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom." I walked in, trembling in horror. I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept. I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again. I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out. Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered, "I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
I want a person who comes into my life by accident, & stays on purpose.
When guys get jealous it's kinda cute (': When girls get jealous World war III is about to start.
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