December 31, 2013 *Storyline*

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3 more chapters left. Sad to see my baby go.

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December 31

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We ran to the top of a building and it was soon nearing midnight. I was going to be your New Years Kiss Michael.

I tripped up the stairs and you giggled and picked me up and ran up the stairs holding my small figure. We made it up to the top and looked down out at the city below us. You held my waist as I looked down in amazement. I smiled and you did the same, kissing my cheek. Then the countdown clock lit up and I looked at it. And you held my waist tighter as we counted down.

The clock soon said 1 and it had become 2014. I turned to face you and you planted your small cold lips onto mine and the moment felt perfect.

Happy New Years, Michael

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