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- Parts 2
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jun 21, 2015
"Love is my captor and I am its willing prisoner." -Gabriella Torres A Hundred Daydreams *** I loved him so much but I never told him about my feelings. I had long accepted the bitter reality that I did not stand a chance. Still, that didn't stop me from dreaming. So I dwelt in the dreamworld for years until one day, I was given the chance to finally live my dream. But only for a hundred days. *** Warning: Full of grammar mistakes and typographical errors. Not proofread yet. You might also find this story cliché. Remember: You have been warned. Reminder: I do encourage you guys to share your love, thoughts, suggestions or violent virtual reactions. Don't forget to vote, comment or share. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; a product of my wild imagination. Any resemblance to real names, events, happenings and/or experiences of other people confirms my psychic ability. Just kidding. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental. :) Credits: Book Cover image by sooo.deviantart.com -------------------------------- Date Started: June 2015 Date Finished: TBA --------------------------------All Rights Reserved
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