A Second Chance || A.I ❀(coming soon)
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Last published Mon, Aug 4, 2014
“Who am I” The girl whispers softly and slowly, barely audible.
The boys hand freezes. He looks at the delicate girl with soft and shocked eyes now, not sure who this girl is. All he knows is that he wants to help her. He will do whatever it takes.
‘Maybe she will help me with my problems too’ he wonders to himself, as he looks down to his cut wrists.
Little do they know, they both have been given a second chance………
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