Maybe one day

Maybe one day

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"You see her when you close your eyes, Maybe one day you'll understand why" ~Passenger Alexi has returned home from being away for 6 months. None knows why she left. When she returns a boy who liked her has changed. He's not longer the one she thought he was, what happened? Please do not copy or take credit for characters places or story. This story is based on my imagination and my life. I would appreciate if you contact me if you find similar story, characters or places. The story might start slow at the start and a bit childish but I promise it will be better later on. Thanks, A
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

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