The Boy Who Never Grew Older

The Boy Who Never Grew Older

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A young boy has the same living hell every day of his life set in a certain period of time that is to be repeated. Because of how many times he has lived, he has no memory of what his name is or where he comes from. Suffering from each of these repeated life spans, he falls into insanity. He begins to hate his life until one day he is adopted by a reverend of a city he has recently traveled to. He meets a beautiful girl who is his father's student. He asks himself a question that has never even popped up into his mind.... Is this what love is? (More chapters coming)
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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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