Just A Short Story

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I live on a world that is flat and if you go to far you would fall off. My planet is just like the other planets in this galaxy. Everyday everything changes, we experience new things and learn new things.

Alongside me is the love of my life, my identicle cousin, a priests, and friends. We occasionally get visited by kinghts and princesses. Then there are the giants.

The giants would talk about many things. How Brianna is such a drama queen, something about signing contracts or just giants, one female and one male, would talk and hold each other's pinchy things. Some look so in love, I wish I could have the same story.

The love of my life wears black and can be very hot. He makes things look good. But I see how he looks at my cousin. She is so much sweater than I am, it will make sense why he would want to be with her. I try to look my best. I am always dressed in white, but if I am to much, people don't seem to like me.

One day I was standing next to him in the night. There was a fire lit and made the scene feel romantic. I looked up and saw a giant cover the single big hole on her face with her pinchy things. I looked west and saw another giant hold her a silver hoop and slipped it onto one of her pinchy things. I felt happy, but sad because I couldn't be with the love of my life.
I hear a sound nexted to me and turned to see him wanting me to be with him forever. I said yes.

We lived a happy life, but my time was running short. I have been abused at work, being hit, thrown and bashed across out planet's floor. There was nothing we could do about it. So, I spent as much time as I could with my friends and love. We had been married by the priest who came to visit, even the princess and knight came.

I had lived a good life, hearing, seeing, learning new things and being with the ones I loved.

I was going to leave my home soon, I won't be with my love, friends and see, hear and love new things.

This day I had passed, saying my last words to my love. As my ghostly self rose and was sent to the after life. I thought it was beautiful and felt the sense of confort. I felt happy. But still remembered what I said to my love.

"I love you. I always have and always will. But my time has come to move on. I want you to be happy, you still have the rest of your life ahead. I love you Pep."

"I love you too, Salt. And I always will."

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