'I'll go with you.' says the girl with hair down to her elbows, and the color of a spring rose.
'Sorry Clare, but I think I'm going to go on ahead' the boy who stopped the bus said.
'-by myself.' he added when the girl- Clare, was going to suggest going together again.
And with that he left, leaving the girl staring after him, her hair blowing in the wind.
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Dying love.
Romancewell ALex- a normal 15 yeah old girl- finds a note on a fallen tree, her life turns upside down. she traces her steps back to the glowing embers of the fire she left; but on the way she finds a dying boy. what can alex do? can she save him?
