I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend"... At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years... This is what it said... "I stare at him... Wishing he was mine... But he doesn't notice me like that... And I know it... I wanted to tell him... I wanted him to know... That I don't want to be "just friends"... I love him but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why... I wish he would tell me he loved me"... I wish I did too... I thought to myself and I cried...
rest in peace my Love
THE END!
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Thanks Guys!
well, I'm done with this story so now, I'm making new short story :)
uhmm, actually my next is tagalog..
just alternate
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Like that.
Every Chapter have exitements again :)
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