Her.

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January 6th , 2016

Boy , was I a wreck.
I had to do something with my life.
If I stay in this hell hole for long , I'll explode.

So I rode my bike.
My bright pink bike.
When he got it for me , I was so thrilled!

It shimmered in the light and its little bell twinkled.
I loved it.
And riding will distract me from the pain.

I rode into the daylight.
Thats when I saw HIM.

My heart stopped.
Should I ride up to him?
Shall I leave him be?
Shall I make amends?
Shall I tell him...everything?

I was clueless on what to do.
But I finally decided.
I inhaled deeply and peddled as fast as I could.

Feeling the warm spring breeze against my skin.
My auburn hair flowing behind me.
I felt an adrenaline rush and caught up to him.

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