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But I loved you
"I love you, Okay!?" I stare a hole right through his head. Jack was my best friend since 2nd grade. He just screamed at me that he loves me. I don't understand. I just laugh. What? He doesnt really mean that. He continues talking, but I don't really hear him. I think he knew I didn't process it, so he kept trying to talk to me, even touching my face, like he had read in novels. I could hear my name faintly being said. "...ease. Judy. Judy, come on, I just told you I love you, don't blank out on me now." I turn away from his face and he sighs. "Anyways, I guess, I got you a present. ...
Unwww.onedoor.ccfriendly Past
"I met Kyle when I was in 6th grade, and our friendship was the stuff of movies. He was pretty much the cutest boy I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t believe he would want to be friends with me. I had a crush on him the first few years of our friendship, but we agreed we’d work better as friends. When we got to high school, we got even closer. Kyle was basically my only friend while I buried myself in books trying to get good enough grades to get myself out of the South. He was my way of staying semi-relevant in high school. Everyone loved him, and I was vicariously popular. During one of our trips...
Istvan, Agi, and the Chimera's Despair
In a heavily-wooded area, not far from a swift-moving river the locals called the Gyors Veszedelem, there once existed a small village. In this village there lived a boy and a girl named Istvan and Agi, who had grown up beside one another as neighbors. As far as children went, they were decent enough, imperfectly kind-hearted and unintelligent in the way that children often are, but they were also very wicked for how their actions would visit misfortune upon their hamlet.It was one morning that the children set out together into the woods to play and explore. There was something different abou...
Cookie of joy
“Mrs. Hill, come out and play,” Danny called out. “Dan, you mustn’t disturb poor Mrs. Hill with all your silly tantrums,” I scolded my little brother. “Am not,” He countered. “Are too.” I sighed, being with Dan was just making me throw a fit like a child. “Oh, hello there Danny… and what a surprise to see you here too Taylor!” Mrs. Hills welcomed us in to her rental home, making sure my pesky brother was comfortable as she would ramble about the olden days… no cellphones, no computers, no technology… I was feeling stultify with her small talks. My parents worked late on Monday, so Dan and I wo...