The wild flower

The wild flower

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Winter is a girl who is really wide. She's funny and awesome in her own very unique way. Flower are the most important thing to her and her crush but mainly the flower are important to her. She is a wild flower!!!!
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“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

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