They were walking alongside each other when her shoelace became undone. She paused and was about to retie it when he stopped her and bent his knees.
"Hey," she said, surprised, "you don't have to do that. I'm no Cinderella."
"I know," he replied while tying her shoelace. "But you know that I can do big things for you. This is to let you know I won't forget the small things either."
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Tales of a Girl
Short StoryAt night, she pulls her blanket to herself, takes her pen, and remembers every detail in her life. She had a lot to write about her regrets of the past, her doubts of the present, and her worries for her future. She did not want to think, but she st...
