One More Time

One More Time

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There's ten things I know about June Thomas. One, she plays the piano. Two, she doesn't talk. Three, she doesn't eat lunch. Four, she's always so close to falling asleep in class. Five, she does alright in school. Well, actually she does really amazing. Six, there's close to no form of way to find her anywhere. Her name never pops up on any social media. Seven, she wore her glasses to school one day. She got called four eyes by some popular girls in the class. Eight, she always wears her hair in a high ponytail. Nine, she still wears the winter school uniform in spring. Ten, she hasn't a clue who I am. *** Possible tw's for things like suicide, depression, and all the things that come with that
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In the soft golden haze of the 2000s, there lived a name whispered through halls of wealth. Selena Mcgraw. A daughter of legacy, an heir to empires, and a woman who loved no one but herself. She was fire wrapped in silk, a queen without a crown, untouchable, unshaken, unbothered. But love does not knock, it crashes. And so came someone she never sought, never imagined, yet could never forget. This person brought chaos to her calm, and warmth to her winter soul. They lit up corners of her heart she didn't know were dark. With her, she learned joy was not eternal, and pain had many colors. She laughed, she broke, she bloomed, she bled. And though the world remembers her as strong, those who truly knew will speak of the softness she once hid the parts of her only love could awaken. This is not just a story. It is a memory, fading, aching, beautiful. Let us step into the pages of Selena Mcgraw's past, and weep not just for how it ended...but for how deeply she lived. ... The devil can't reach you. So he send this story to you.

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