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Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful Stranger

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 10, 2015
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Paranormal
He mysteriously shows up to help people then disappears without a trace. He makes sure that no one remembers him. He has only ever slipped up once. I have spent my entire life searching for him. Friends and family call him a hallucination from the fire but I know that's not true. No hallucination could look like that. Could've carried me out of that burning house, strong arms curled under me, clutching me tight to his chest. I need to find him, if only to have peace. The search has secretly become my life. I need to find him.
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Everything started the night before we moved out of our town. I decided to take a late night swim at the lake I love the most. It was sort of a goodbye, a way to somehow wash the pain brought about by my parents' divorce, but then he appeared. As I was floating in the lake, watching the moon and the stars, I heard a noise in the water, and as I turned my head, I saw this guy drowning. I saved him, I brought him back to life, and then... I kissed him and fell in love with him. Things changed after that one stolen kiss. I ran away, and I never thought that I would see him once again, but I did. Little did I know that the moment we meet again, my life would never be the same. This is a story, of how I learn what love really is, of how I came to accept it, of how I came to fight for it. This is not a story about romance. It's way more than that. This is a story where love, family, and little bit of mystery collides. This is a story about my love.

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