Wind blowing wildly, wipping my black hair across my face, partly obscurring the view of the ocean. The ocean is like a live pool of stars, reflecting the dying rays of the sun. Just standing there, by myself, on an empty beach, having all that time to myself, all that time, which will end too soon, to think over all the things which have been, and what could have been.
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Belle
RomanceA dull life for Amy gets turned around when she meets a very mysterious man. Has she fallen in love? Does she even know? Amy reflects on her past year, as each month brings a new trial, starting on April.
