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Arnold's Photos

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I always just keep this story in mind. I was looking forward for this day..the day that I put it into words and hoping that by this, it will come to life. There's so much more with this story. I believe in it. I hesitated once when I heard a critique about it, that time, this was just a tale told by mouth. It may not please a lot of people but I am not writing this story because I got to prove anything. I'm not a performer, not into people pleasing. This is my principle. Not because I cannot take criticisms (heck those are my key to move on with life everyday) but because I do what I want to do. I'm not a good writer, not even good in English. This is actually my first story ever written. I just want to share what's in my heart... maybe I'll find a good bunch that will take it for what it is and how will it go. I'd love to hear what you think. I'd open my heart with your comments. -Rosel xx
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"Do not fear. Do not wait. Do not hear. Do not be late. Do not listen. Do not speak. Do not glisten. Do not leak. Do not follow. Do not fret. Do not swallow. Do not forget." -Unknown Speaker I made him promise not to forget me. I made him promise to not let me go. I was fine with him letting me go now. But I don't think I could've handled being forgotten. Mostly because I wanted to make my mark on the world. To have my life mean something. So if he forgets then I must come back. I fear that if I don't my life would've been for nothing. And that all the time and energy I had put in each day would be for nothing. I'm afraid to fail. And the biggest failure of all is to be forgotten once you're gone. Disclaimer: This story contains no smut or sexual behavior whatsoever between both Mark and Jack. I'm sorry if you like and or enjoy that kind of stuff. I will always be extremely uncomfortable writing smut because I don't know how it works in stories and I respect Jack and Mark way too much to subject their characters in my story to those types of activities mostly because I know they are both uncomfortable with it. Again, I'm sorry if you like that kind of stuff. I hope that you enjoy it.

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