Lost again

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His kiss was like a warm cloud that tasted of hot chocolate with whipped cream, Marshmallows and cinnamon. There was only one problem. I didn't go through him. I looked down slowly hands started to come back to their real colours and less faded, out of my own will, my own desperation I had come back to life. I was now a real person again. The window burst open sending a fearsome wind to pull me away from Peter. It tugged and tugged but we wouldn't let go. My hands started to get sweaty and I was ripped away from him.

Sorry about the short update I just love cliffhangers. Not to worry tho I hv a big suprise for you guys I'm the next chapter.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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