He Put Flowers On My Window

He Put Flowers On My Window

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It wasn't easy losing my mother. Anxiety hits, and stress, and loneliness.. Why does cancer even exist? It tore my family apart... A flower a night, placed perfectly on the wood of my window, was all it took to change my life. But who's doing this? And what for? There's only two people who know my story... My crush and my best friend. The new guy, and my pretty-much-brother. As the flowers continue on, a paper plane through my window and a note under my door, chang- well, let's just say it kills me, knowing I have to choose one. Or the other. My name's Zahara, and my window is covered in flowers.
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Once upon a time... That's how all the fairytales begin, right? There's a girl who's mistreated and misunderstood. She meets a guy--probably the most popular guy in school (and hey, why not make him British while we're at it?). He's most likely very handsome and just as rich, and magically seems to understand her. It feels like they've known each other forever when in fact they've actually just met. It's love at first sight, the guy saves the girl from whatever misery she's in, they meet only two or three problems along the way, and then it's happily ever after. But this isn't a fairytale. Copyrights to ProfessionalDork

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