the mad man in a blue box

the mad man in a blue box

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hello I'm mikayla and this is the story of a young woman who has always believed there was a mad man with a blue box out there somewhere but everyone she knew thought she was crazy and she was all alone in school-until one night she saw something shell never forget.this is the story of krystal james
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*Kyra Martin* It was never easy for me to hide my emotions, and that's the cause of all my problems now. I am a writer, or rather, I was. Now I'm just a heartbroken girl with only one published book and several drafts. Ever since that incident, I couldn't find it in my to right anything worth publishing. So, when I get advised to find my inspiration, I take it seriously. I decided that the only way for me to write love is to feel love. But the thing is, I don't want to burden anyone with my feelings. That's why I decided to go searching for a guy that I can fall in love with but he won't be burdened by my love for him. And that's when I found him. *Austin Smith* He is a player, well actually a retired player. He claims to have never fallen in love and will never fall for anyone. He does not believe in it. He is the perfect person for me. To him, the relationship is as fake as possible, but to me, I try my best to convince myself that it isn't. And that's how we got tied up, in this fake-not-fake relationship. ... "So, to be clear, is this a fake relationship?" I asked, furrowing my brows as I always did. "It is for me." he said carelessly, taking a bite of his toast. "But it isn't for me." I retorted. He stared at me, "Then it's simple. We are in a Fake Not- Fake Relationship. Simple."

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