Blueberry Serenity

Blueberry Serenity

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She was a girl who didn't talk much. A girl, unlike other girls, liked her independence, liked being alone and didn't mind that she didn't have many friends. She had been living in her town her entire life and yet, there wasn't a single person who knew her, who truly knew her. And yes, there was one thing everybody knew about her. It was about her weird obsession with those white powdered doughnuts with jelly filling. This is because every time she goes to Cassie's Cafe, she would always order those specific types of doughnuts. He was a boy who everyone liked, with such charisma that flattered everybody. His charming personality made even the coldest of them, soften. He had just moved into town and he felt like there couldn't be nicer and welcoming people then this town. He had gone into every single shop, every single place and had won everyone's hearts. Even when he is out for a nice evening walk, he would chirp a friendly hello or smile at everyone he passed. He even carried little candies in his pocket to give to little boys and girls. And on one fine morning, their diverse paths meet.
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'"I cannot feel this way. You clearly don't feel-" "I do though." He interrupts me. I finally look up to meet his eyes. It holds so much sadness. "Believe it or not but it hurts me every time I see tears in your eyes." His hands reach for my face, one more time and gently wipes the tears off my face. No matter what, the tears keep flowing down. "Please don't cry." He whispers. "You have someone out there just for you. Waiting for you." I whisper softly. A sad smile forms on my face that is now saltier than the ocean bed itself. I try to tug his hand off my face, but his hold is firm. He leans his head down and places it against mine. "I know." His whisper equally soft. "You need to let go. Just as I am." I close my eyes and take in the breeze of ocean that surrounds him and now me. I hear a deep growl just as his hold tighten on my face but it's still gentle.' For the little Raven that was born out the woods, life was only about the survival of fittest. Hunt or be hunted. Until Aya came along and showed her that there was more to life. They became family, sisters and promised to stay together forever. But what happens when one of them finds their mate? Read along to find out the story of Amara Raven on her journey to find a place she belongs. Completed: 12/05/20 Can be read alone!

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