The park story

The park story

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Chapter 1 One day me and my friend goerge went to the park to play some games half of them were scary and the others were so easy they are just easy games that small kids could play!! And then goerge didn't play the last game so I went by myself and the game was really scary that big guys sometimes would be scared to it!!!!! Chapter 2 The game was like you fgo up up up up up up up up up and then go down down down down down down down down down So I went down and couldn't find goerge i went running looking for goerge and he didn't talk or hear me I shouted again "goerge goerge were Are you goerge Goeorge goerge were are you please just talk to me" and ran to find him I asked a person to give me his mobile phone to talk to hi. On the phone but his phone was out of battery I remembered the I went to the gate and asked him to call George and he came and we got By:serge Armen Youssef No true story
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"You had no right to do that," I snap, trying my best to out walk him. His chuckle was loud behind me and his hand griped on my forearm, stopping me. Something about his warmth gave me chills all over my body. Something I don't think I ever wanted in the first place. Especially from him and especially now. "Yes I did, and I still do." His hard grip around my arm loosened, and snaked up to lock his fingers through my hair. Oh Momma, what is happening? Being this close to him has been happening way too often for normal. Still, I couldn't break away from this close contact, I was frozen, shocked. "What makes you think that?" My question hit him with humor, and instead of fully responding, he leans his face closer to mine. The smirk on his face stayed once he noticed the affect he had on me. "Because," he whispers out pressing our bodies together. "I'm your Secret Santa," he licks his lips as if he's hungry, then continues, "I can give you anything I want to give you." His free arm wraps around my waist, and he lifts me up during the action before pressing our lips together. The main character is Kimberly. She's an accident prone person who wants nothing but to enjoy her winter. Her friends want the best for her after a terrible break up they witnessed. Every year they all hold the traditional Secret Santa. Somebody from the group believes that they are what Kimberly needs. This is about Kimberly and her crazy winter story about her not so Secret Santa.

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