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It lay in the middle of my bed, earphones attached to it and a tiny piece of paper next to it. I rubbed my eyes - which were probably puffy and red.
The iPod was cold when I held it. The note was folded in half with my name written on top. I held it in between my fingers before taking a deep breath and opened it.
Alice -
listen to the recordings.
x Peter
What did he do now?
YOU ARE READING
Replay
Teen Fictionin which a guy named peter records his thoughts and memories for a girl named alice as he tries to replay their relationship.
