I was sitting down. As I looked around I saw a slender figure apporach me. I groaned to myself. She loves me so much but why? I just have that effect I guess.
I can't hurt her feelings I know how she gets. Sad, depressed. She thinks I need her, love and all that but why would I love her?
She came skipping up to me. Time to act. Why can't she get the fact--
"Hi!" She exclaimed wrapping her arms around my neck for a minute or two.
"Hi." I said and shrugged it off as she sat down and looked up at me.
"What?" I groaned.
"Nothing. I'm bored." She said continueing to stare.
She's proably just admireing my features. I have that effect on people. I smirked to myself leaving her confused yet satisfied.
She's so dumb why would I love her. I mean she just wanted me by her side but she wil never understand I will never ever--
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India love
RomanceI wrote this story like a year ago excuse this crappy story there more in the making... My name Is India love westbrooks I am american but mixed with spanish, Asian and Creole. I am the youngest of my sisters but that just means all the attention. ...
