True or false.
I saw her today.
At least I think I did.
She was with a boy. I think he was my age.
She looked so happy and content.
She had the same smile.
The smile she always wore.
The smile that was always there to comfort me.
Oh, how I miss that smile of hers.
What if that really was her?
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RandomThis is a story about a girl named, Marie Wayna and a boy named Cookie Caine.
