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My alarm clock screamed from my night stand. I press the snooze button and close my eyes, but I can't sleep. In fact, I haven't been able to sleep these last few days. I lie awake at night, lost in my thoughts. What if I'd been there for her? What if I'd never met her?
No. It's too late now. She's gone. It doesn't matter anymore. It's done.
I roll over and get out of bed. I stroll over to my dresser and open the top drawer. As I lifted a pair of socks, something fell out. I knelt down and picked it up.
I examined the object. It was a small slip of paper. I flipped it over and fell to the floor
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Wet Jeans Feel Weird
Teen FictionYo yo yo, it's ya host, with the most, Lars!!! I'm back again on another adventure!
