The One Who Came

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It was like any other day. A day at school with friends. Where we just sit down and talk. Then came a girl I've known for a long time and always talked to her. But something was different. Like it wasn't the way I used to think of her. When I looked at her, my heart began to race. Then, the girl, Gabriella, walked up to me and asked me to scoot over. Staring, I slowly scooted as I stared at her flawless face.

When I walked home, I began to wonder why my heart raced when I saw Gabriella.

"Do I like her", I asked myself walking across the street. 

After I told myself, "Naww. You don't like her. Come on, you knew her eversince you were in kindergarten." This took Gabriella off my mind for a while. But once I was doing homework, I thought of her.

Normally, when I do my homework and think of her, all I think of is how smart she is. But now, I think of how pretty she is, smart, funny, and cute. This confused me. What was this feeling I felt... Love? No it couldn't be. Or is it?

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 22, 2012 ⏰

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