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Dear Diary: Does true love exist?

Dear Diary: Does true love exist?

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Hi Diary... This might be awkward but, I'm writing a bio about myself!.. But its silly. Who would want to read the story of a shy, candy flossed haired, nature loving, fourteen year old sugar addict who has a crush on the school heart throb. Well, That's my highschool love life in a nutshell though I wish it would end with Jezreel* my crush* living happily ever after... That's if true love exists. Mom said its a fairy tale thing, but I'll try my luck. A fairy godmother would be nice.! Zoe Excyra💗 *Just so you know, My best friend Angela asked me to write it so.... Blame her for writer's imperfections*
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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