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Untimely
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Complete, First published Jan 22, 2015
BEEP!
BEEEP!
BEEEEP!
I hit the snooze button on my alarm. 6 a.m. I glance at my wrist 9:34:17. Today is the day I will meet my soul mate. We're all born with a timer on our wrist kinda like a watch except it counts down until you meet your soul make. I was one of the lucky ones I'm 15 and I will already meet him. I slip into the clothes I laid out the night before black lacy underwear, a plain black bra, and a short but not revealing red red dress. I hope he likes it. Wow I'm so nervous of course he will like it we're soul mates.
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We were all born with a tattoo on our left wrist; a countdown to the exact moment we would first look into the eyes of our soul mate; and I was going to meet mine tonight, around 8. My parents were soul mates; my grandparents were too; my brother had met his a few months ago and he’d been ridiculously in love since then. Everything around me seemed to work out just the way it was supposed to but I couldn’t help but be really skeptical about the whole thing. A part of me thought that people felt like they had to spend the rest of their life with the person that stood in front of them when their timer read ‘O’ and therefor convinced themselves that they were in love. Love was more than that to me; and no tattoo was going to tell me who I had to give my heart to, that was for sure.