-We're not really strangers-

-We're not really strangers-

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Here is a story about two parallel lines, lines that aren't supposed to meet but somehow intertwined... The lights at the pier were beautiful, they had magical pink & purple glows. I felt like I somehow was in Euphoria. The feeling of the bright lights illuminating the dark sky while still being able to make out stars. It makes you feel like your glowing on the inside-out like the sun; and for a second everything flows in slow motion and you're the only thing moving at normal speed.
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Grace

The girl, who found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time, experienced a stroke of misfortune. Following this incident, she was drawn into a world completely foreign to her, where she struggled to adapt to her new life. I was face to face with death. I knew it. I hadn't even realized when his hand had grasped mine. Fear overshadowed all my senses. But after what felt like an eternity, I finally felt my wrist. He was gripping it so tightly that blood could no longer flow to my hand. As I lowered my head to look at the hand clutching my wrist, he used his other hand to grab my chin, turning my face toward his. Then, he pressed his lips to mine. I stood frozen for a moment. Then, I let myself go. For a fleeting instant, he seemed to let himself go too. And then, just like that, he was gone. In an instant, he had vanished. The hand gripping my wrist, the lips pressing against mine-gone. And I was left standing there, completely stunned. It felt as though I had forgotten my own name. I started to tremble. My legs gave out beneath me, and I collapsed to the ground. Sitting there, shaking in shock, I finally understood what he was.

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