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The park was empty. After a few seconds I heard a quite cry. I walked ahead slowly, looking around. The sound become clearer near the bush. Affectionate was behind the bush, crying on her notebook. " Affectionate" I said softly. She looked up with her eyes staring at me. My head was hurting, I felt uneasy. She ran away. I was fine after a few minutes. Affectionate Had left her notebook ,I sat on a bench reading her notebook. She wrote a word on each page, not clear enough to read but on the last page was a drawing of herself and a boy. I didn't know who he was. I went back home. I took a cup of tea and sat on my terrace, wondering who she really was and how do I meet her again. I looked again at that drawing of that boy... It suddenly started to look familiar.
The doorbell rang, I opened the door. There was no one but a letter.
*******************"Don't meet me again, please don't, I'm leaving day after with my grandmother, I left my notebook in the park. I'm sure you must have taken it with you... It's really special to me please return it to my cousin- Hannah ,tonight. Hannah will meet you at Doobs scoops café at 9:00 pm. I will miss you,Affectionate.
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