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I can't believe my eyes. How..?..  I can see her face, bright and clear;like a ray of sunshine. I stare at her flawless face, her eyes are this endless cocoa dream. So bare, yet so subtly unique. I smile at her because I want to know her. She seems special to me. She shyly smiles backs, and blushes a little. Her blushing shades pink her dimples. Right then Nana comes barging into the moment.
"Don't you want to help your old Nana for something fun! We can cook of Gordan Ramsey's cooking show tonight!" Nana barks excitedly.
"What is 'fun' anymore? Are we cooking because dad just decides to show up?" I definately wanted to sound more  mature; this is the last time I would bother for my dad. He isn't there for me anytime else. Just dinners because he wants to get back with mom over family chit-chat because his girlfriend ditched him. Such a loser.
Nana has a frown on her face, and yet she tries for a smile. "Come on in already! Carl the WeatherGuy told that there is a snowstorm coming soon! We better make some plum cake and eggnog before it's too late!" She exclaims still not giving up.
"Nana how many times have I told you not to watch Carl the WeatherGuy!" I say mockingly and let out a huff. I look at the window where the girl was, and she is still there having a little smile. I slowly start walking towards the door, Nana holds my hand and gives it a squeeze and says to me, " I know when it's love Moonpie," we walk a little more slowly and she continues "the world just brightens up a little doesn't it?".

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