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Araceli,

She was beautiful, her skin shinned in the bright morning sun, her eyes were the most beautiful shade of green, her raven silk hair that would flow in the wind. Everything about her was beautiful. She was kind and cared for everyone.

Today was Sunday. The day she usually comes out and tends he flower garden one of the many things that I all so admired. One of the many things I've learned from watching her was that she lived alone and has no family. I would often see her crying upon the steps of her house.

There were many men that would come to her, but she would often reject them and leave. Seeing as that she is the most gorgeous woman and needs a strong man in her life to take care of her, I wonder why she would do that.

I slowly move the curtains out of the way to only expose my eyes. She was speaking with some man whom I would see around often now. I could overhear some of what was being said between them.

"Okay I'll see you later at seven, is that cool?" She says with ever so bright glistening smile.

The man smiles and opens up his arms which she gladly embraces.

My heart speeds up and my palms become sweaty. They look at each other in the eyes and their lips meet. I tightly shut my eyes and close the curtains backing up into a corner of the small room I was in.

Out of frustration I bring my hand up and harshly strike the wall many times making my knuckles numb and start to bleed. This has happened many times before. She just makes me so angry yet I love her with all my heart.

I walk over to my small drawer on my bedside table and pull out a bandage to wrap up my injured hand.

"Araceli Price you will soon be mine"

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Hey guys I wanted to start a new story so here it is. So far I feel like it sucks but who knows?

~Shakira

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