"Do you think I'm pretty?" Karin asked embaressed
"No." I said showing no emotion what so ever.
"Do you want ... to be with me?"
"No"
"If I leave would you ... cry?"
"Not at all"
"Fine.." She said trying to fight back tears. She turned away from me and started to walk. She couldn't fight back the tears it all poured out, tears streaking down her face. I quickly grabed her wrist and turned her towards me. I made direct eye contact with her.
"You are not pretty, you are beautiful. I don't want to be with you, I need to be with you. If you left I wouldn't cry, I woulld die." I wiped away the tears from her face. I gave her a smile and kissed her.
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Excerpts from my notebooks
RandomThese are just Stories, little short stories, poems, etc. I thought they were good and wantedd to share them with the world. So give me feed back if you like, please nothing.mean. It's basicly random things I wrote in my notebooks so they are kind...
