To Those Who Never Die

To Those Who Never Die

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I don't remember much from that last night; I mean yes, I remember the dark sky as the clock hit twelve midnight on the dot. I remember the faint yet very existent gleam of the white specks decorating the black blanket covering the earth, but I don't remember anything else other than her. I should have wished on a star, right? I should have wished for a different ending. We all have moments in life where we want to travel back in time, or when we think that wishing upon a shooting star would help us with whatever chaos is going on in our existence. If you were thinking this book was going to be a cliché, sappy, hospital-romance love story where the girl dies in the end, then you're wrong. Not about the hospital-romance thing, because that's true, but about the girl. She doesn't die in the end. Trust me. ------------------------------ He was troubled. She was silent. He was living. She was merely surviving. He was the water waiting to put out her fire. She was the fire ready to burn its path. He believed in love and fate. She believed in pain and death. To many, they may seem like the perfect opposites; but to others, they seem like the worst duo made. He has always had his eyes on her, but she was always too blinded by the past to see the present. Read now to see how a tragic history and an unrequited romance strikes in one to create the young adult love-drama of "To Those Who Never Die"!
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I was just thinking. I swear. But maybe my mind over thought. It's weird that everything can seem so simple, straight forward. Black and white. Two colors. So obvious. So there. Him and Her. Two people. So obvious. So there. But once you add gray, things get kind of complicated. Then you add color. And it's a wonderfully complicated bright world. She's two in one. The storm and the shade. No one ever stops to thank the storm for shading them from what's above it. What if the sun was too strong, too powerful that day and the storm came along just to protect us all from it? It was this epic battle between the two and the storm was hurting and it cased all this damage to the earth. No one thanks the storm for its sacrifice when it finally loses the battle and the sun shows its smug face. We all hate the storm for the disaster it created and praise the sun, when the storm just wanted to protect us. The storm and the shade. She's the storm and the shade. She's the chaos and the calm. Only I can't see the chaos. Not fully. She's keeping it all inside. All I see is the calm. I can tell though. I can tell there's chaos. I just can't see it. It's not so black and white. It's not a simple boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. It never was. But I like her. I do. The storm and the shade.

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