Her past was haunting. There was not a day where it did not cross her mind.
The memory was permanently burnt into her mind.
The proof was real whether or not anyone chose to believe it.
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He stood over her. His black hair had a dull shine to it, the black rings in his bottom lip bringing out the paleness of his skin. Assaila glanced up. Her hazel eyes connected with his icy blue ones.
She didn't say anything, but just stared for a mere moment.
Dropping her gaze back to her phone, she muttered, "Yeah."
The teen smiled at her, although, Assaila did not see it. Sliding into the empty desk next to her, the boy turned his body towards her.
"I'm Ricky."
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FanfictionWhen I first joined Wattpad all the back in my freshman year of highschool, I originally started off with one story that was a Carl Grimes fan fiction. Fast forward years to graduating high school and starting college, I have over thirty uncompleted...
