ALWAYS THINKING...

ALWAYS THINKING...

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When all your world is breaking down, and you don´t know what to do..... When you´re only a fat girl trying to fit with someone. There´s a moment, when you don´t belive in yourself, but there´s someone who belives in you. Okay , I don´t know english really, I mean, I spanish, and I want to tell you that THIS ISN´T A STORY, here I will publish just toughts, of life, of love, of sadness..... If this will go right, and there´s someone who reads it, I PROMISE I will publish A COMPLETE STORY IN ENGLISH, IT WILL PROBABLY BE OF JUSTIN BIEBER :) SORRY I´M A PROUD BELIEBER. Well, but I need your help, please leave me comments, and tell me if I´m writing something bad. THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO @ethereal_98, follow her, she´s amazing. :))
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I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

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