A Thousand Words

A Thousand Words

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"Not even a thousand words could fix me." I said. "How about just three? I love you." Scarlet I didn't have a childhood. I never experienced the pride of winning a basketball game or the nervousness you get from a first date. Instead, I experienced beatings every night. I experienced my innocence being taken to me before the age of 10. And most importantly, I experienced what it was like to be dead inside. Xavier I noticed her every day at school. She thought no one noticed the bruises on her wrists and the way she winced when someone bumped into her. Every time I tried to make eye contact, let alone talk to her, she ran away. And every time I would just watch her. But then I moved to Italy with my family when I was 15 and taught what I was born to do. Take over my family business if you know what I mean. But then I saw her again. 10 years later when I visited America after becoming the head of the Italian mafia. But this time I'm not letting her run away. She will be mine.
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