The boy stood above my sad wet figure on the sidewalk. He smiled brightly. I stood up and saw his green eyes glowing with kindness.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Oliver. I saw you where out in the rain and i couldnt just let you get drenched." His bright smile flashed in my mind. I knew this smile.
"Oliver? wait. Its me, hazel ." I cried holding him close now. He was my best friend. I spent years with him. But one day his family moved away and we never talked again. It was Oliver.
"hazel? Its really you? Its been years. Wow you didnt change. Still hazel. I missed you so much." Soon after a warm reunion we walked back to my house.
Its not over yet k stars i will finish it. ;>
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the promises we made
РазноеA dramatic story about how a single wish became many promises.
