It was a summer like any other, except it wasn't. The summer Posy came to visit was quite possibly the best of my life, but then it wasn't. I will cherish that summer forever, but sometimes I wish it had never happened.
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After a couple of seconds I felt a spark run through my body. I picked up the pencil and finally wrote something down.
'This will be the summer of my life'.