I found something on my wardrobe. I wasn't familiar with this thing for a second. And then suddenly I remembered something.
It was a doll, a tiger doll. I bough it for you. I bough it because when I saw this, I remembered you. So, I bough this.
I never gave this to you because we already broke up. If I could give this to you and make you mine, I swear I would do that. I would do anything just to make you mine again. But, I didn't have any hope anymore.
I put it on my bed, beside my pillow. I think it would be just like I sleep with you. I hope.
I don't know what I feel about you.
April 25. 09:40 p.m.
To: Indira Moran
From: Randall Bafford
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Randall and Indira
Teen FictionHer side of story: I broke up with him today. I told him I wasn't happy. He didn't even ask why. I thought he would ask me to stay, but he didn't. He just let me go. Just like that, I lost the guy I waited for so long. His side of story: She broke u...
