"They were like two different types of flowers. So close, yet never touching." When you can only let out a limited amount of words per day, you carefully pick the people who you choose to address these words to. This is how Social Anxiety Disorder forced me to live my life. For seven years, my list of people I can talk to was extremely short, and I never even considered adding one more name to it. Until I knocked his phone off the top of Eiffel Tower, and he swore revenge. ________ DISCLAIMER This story is entirely made up by me. If you see some parts in it that are somewhat similar to a story you've read before, then I apologise as I have read millions of stories and I may have been inspired by one or two, also, please politely inform me and I will immediately alter it. Thank you. _____ Started: 7 June 2018 Published: 26 June 2018 Completed: -----(Ongoing)-----All Rights Reserved
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