The Next Door (short story)

The Next Door (short story)

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Every place, every moment, is a new step and a new door. Some are good, others are bad. Some are familiar, others are strange. But still, living life in those places and living through those situations make you the person you are now. Even is they’re bad, even if it’s wrong, they compose your whole being. Never regret anything and just live life as it goes
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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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