Everything was the same, strictly uniform. Simply Ordinary.
Then I met her.
I met her and I began to feel.
The rain, the breeze.
I began to see.
Colors, faces.
I began to fall.
Deeply Into love.
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My life was not special, it had no special things in it, like in all the other books.
This is a story, a story about me, just a girl, just an ordinary girl.
Eh... that's wrong; I was an ordinary girl.