The Lost One
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Dernière publication ven., juin 12, 2020
"Haruhi i'm so sorry" i said as i aimed the gun
"It doesn't have to end this way just please put the gun down!" Haruhi exclaimed with tears streaming down her face
"i wish it could've been different" i said smiling with tears in my eyes
"i hope we will meet again" i said smiling one last time at her
BANG
Hi my name is Rose and this is the story of my life.
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