Whatever it takes!

Whatever it takes!

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Romance
I sat on the corner of Tiff Avenue, waiting for my 14 year old cuzen, she was always late... Seren was the shy one of the family, and I loved her for it but when she was with me or her friends she would be the craziest girl you have ever met... Never take anything for granted, because one day that one thing/person you think you don't need in your life will be snached away from you and you will never see them again... I wish I knew this before Seren left, because everyday I spend trying to get into contact with her, I don't know where she is or if shes alive, none of our family do...
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