He bent his knees, held his hand, and once again, begged, "How am I without you? What will I be?"
She stared at him blankly and uttered the best words she could think of. "Then how did you live before without me?"
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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...
