Grey In Brown Eyes

Grey In Brown Eyes

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A story about myself and a girl I know. The girl, well there's so much and yet almost nothing I could say about her. To start, we met when we were seventeen. The peak of teenage woes. Perhaps I was childish then, I thought I was suffering the most. No, I believed I was. But Leah. She didn't have teenage woes. She had woes far beyond her years that I never understood why, or more importantly, how she got through them. But she did. And this is my story to tell you. The story of a girl so strong. The story of myself who was so weak. Thinking I was strong but wasn't. Thinking I knew everything about an individual. Little did I know, I actually didn't. All because I saw brown eyes. I didn't see the grey in them. // Extended summary in the first chapter //
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