It took everything in me not to cry. The whole day consisted of tears daring to fall from my dad eyes. All I could think about was her. Her eyes. Her hair. Her words that constructed beautiful sentences that seemed as though they were poems. Everything about her. Perfect.
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A fictional diary
Teen FictionJust so you guys know, I'm not crazy. This book makes me seem like I'm insane, but I'm not for the most part. This story is told in an 'Edgar Allen Poe' type of style with less murder. I really hope you enjoy. //by the way this is a 49 word challen...
