It rained when we met
It was a warm summer day, I was at the public pool of or town. You lost the keys of your bicycle and we searched together. We didn't find it at the end so we ran together to my home, I lived really close by. We drank hot chocolatte and we laughed a lot. If only I knew then what would happen to you. If only I could warn you to stay away
It rained when we said goodbye.
It was at the end of fall, the trees lost their leaves and I was dressed in black clothing. Your mother cried, no, she screamed at me. Your mother told me that she wished that we never met. Maybe some things aren't ment to be. I know that you and I weren't
A/n bwahahaha what an open story beginning i hope that someone can do something with it. it isn't my happiest work but it is something... you can go a lot of ways with this story. not all my stories will be like this
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Adopt a story! (for people who enjoy writing but who are out of new ideas)
RandomI enjoy writing stories but i hate finishing them, so I thought... what if I just put the really short started stories so that they can be adopted. if your interested please leave a comment because i am a really talented and modest writer (fr fr). j...
