somewhere in between

somewhere in between

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In a far away land, long long ago. there was a place, where the sun would chase around clouds, and rays of sunlight would pass through the open fields,houses, trees and many more, and where birds would chirp here and there, A place where everyone got giddy over the simplest things. basically a story that begins with something that has gone rogue and somehow ends up with the happily ever after that they deserve. Well if you must think that, then let me tell you about a doubtful little girl that has no interest in trying to find her own "Happily ever after" she simply wanted to leave the entire world and just be free for once, along the way of her very interesting yet dangerous journey she meets a Young lad, she had very strong opinions about every little detail she had noticed but what she doesn't know is that even tho she had disliked the young fellow very much she had ended up on the ground, with her knees her only support from the disqrace that has been made she then realized what it's like to have a heart theñat was fully Consumed by another both of the young teenagers didn't really click at first until a day came when the sun set down and the moon arose, the two strangers can't seem to rest and decided to discuss about each other. The troubled lady wanted to parish, and the kind gentleman wanted to live. But what if one decided to stay and the other, quite the opposite. And when everything else rose up, the two fell down what if one realises something to late and lives with more regret than ever...... This story doesn't end with an happy ending. Perhaps It ends with a lesson To better understand what the author is trying to say. Mind we start at the very beginning, you see dear reader somethings are just meant to happen. And Im most certain that the reader would like to know about what happened with Lady Almira Walter and her forgotten so called "fairytale"
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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