Perfection
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I awoke to the sight of dawn and the lovely scent of pine. I look around and began to realize I was alone in the middle of the woods. I felt my long golden blonde hair expecting it to be in ratted tangles, but it was actually in elegant and beautiful ringlets. I lifted my hand grazed my cheek and I could feel that I had make-up on. I slowly raised my index finger and gradually touched my bottom lip. I looked down and saw a red as blood smear on my finger. But it wasn't blood it was lipstick. I gazed at my arm and noticed I was so pale. I was surprised because I always had beautiful olive toned skin. It was impossible for it to be creamy white. I also noticed I was wearing a gorgeous flowing evening gown. It was a white and simple. Yet so beautiful. I couldn't remember one thing from last night. And I definetly don't ever recall dressing in such a formal dress. I held my hand to my heart for a moment. I didn't feel a heart beat though. That was the moment that I remembered one thing. He said I was perfection. I then knew I was dead.
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my mother always told me that the day I found my mate, I will be so happy he would love me beyound my scars. so tell me why am I not happy. I was pressed against the tree, all his weight on me, I felt the Sparks and I knew he had felt them as well. " what is your name?" he asked me, I tried to get out of his grip but it was useless. He turns my head, looking him dead in his eyes. "I don't like to repeat myself, girl" he says but this time getting annoyed. "Samira" I whisper. he was just about to say something when I saw a woman walk out of the woods, her skin was a tan color with her long back hair pulled in a ponytail. she came over to us placing her hand on his shoulders whatever happened he let go of me i fall with a loud thump. I look over to him and what I saw next broke my heart.. him. the one that's Meant for me. the Love of my life. My Mate.

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