Her cheeks must've been dusted bubble gum pink when I told her she was beautiful. Did I mention that it was only my fifth time telling her that in the span of the last hour or so? The hour before, we had spent wrapped in warm, safe bedsheets in the darkness of the calm and silent bedroom that was my own. I could picture her eyes squinting while she smiled wide, and hear her flustered laugh inside my head. Before shaking away the thoughts and whispering yet again that she was more lovely than a sunrise.
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RandomIt's all in the title- A compilation of story excerpts from books, stories, and imaginary worlds I'll never create and never bring light to. These excerpts are brewed up from somewhere inside my head, they could range from anywhere to anything. ...
