Balloons
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Last published Sun, Mar 26, 2017
A young girl named Adabel Eadmund was a pure soul who had brunette messy hair, a frilly dress, and a big smile on her face that she was always equiped with. She always looked on the positive side, even if for a dark reason; she always seemed in the brightest of moods, and never let anything get to her. She always lived the same usual routine, her day always turning out great, living a normal life.
Until she met a girl a french girl named Trista Aimee.
She had just moved from France to the foriegn and unforgiving United States. She was going through a horrible time after her parents died in a car crash, after telling her they were gonna kick her out for being a lesbian and had become slowly depressed ever since, not talking to anyone. She completely cut off her connection, too afraid to lose anyone else; loving her or not.
Abadel could not stand the thought of that.
Abadel persevered to make sure she could cheer the girl at everyone moment, trying to make her smile at anytime, or crack anything in her. Little did Tristan know she would crack more than a smile.
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