We're Stranger before

We're Stranger before

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If you knew I like you. Every time you look at me, you dont know how happy I am, it's just a big thing for me.When we met in school the first time I saw you the first time you call my name the first time you talk to me in person. I dont know what is this feeling? is this just a small thing?.or is this called love? hey guys! thanks for reading hope you like this, this is the first time I wrote a story..just comment if there is wrong grammar etc. (imnotperfect) I wrote this story base on my life a high school life, that everyone having this "crushes"😂😉 "problems" that you can relate is in here...BTW it's my life story but I'll put some scenes that it's not part of my life .... WRITTEN IN TAGALOG AND ENGLISH HOPE YOU LIKE THIS 😊💓
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~Her words were my poison. I used them to consume myself. Disturbingly honest. Painfully strained. Carefully penned down. Dangerously addictive.~ A journal that landed in the right hands and told a whole story with words, no lips could speak. Two people bound by the pages of a book that tore their souls apart. He found it lying around and wondered what could go wrong. He didn't recognise the handwriting but he knew he instantly fell in love with it. Then it began. The assault of words on his life. He couldn't believe a word she wrote but somehow he did. He knew more about her than anyone else but he knew so little about who she was... It was maddening. How someone could have such an impact on you without having a single conversation with you. Her precious words tortured his existence, they drowned him in misery, created a black hole of words around him, gave him everything he needed to live. Made him fall in love. Gave him a world of his own. Made him believe in rainbows, unicorns, coffee, the basis of happiness, the meaning of every sunrise, the mystery of every deep ocean, she made him human. He knew he had to find her. He had to find out who she was. He had given him all the clues he needed but none of them were enough to prepare him for who she was. But sometimes... The journey is more important than the destination. Sometimes, the journey is the destination. A book full of stolen pages and a boy full of curiosity. This was how he let her shape his story. __________________ Description inside. Italics = Journal entry. 500 word chapters. Okay, so I don't know if you want to read it yet but it would mean the world to me if you could give it a shot.

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