That No... Our Little Bench

That No... Our Little Bench

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It was that kind of friendship that blooms in the center of your heart - that kind of friendship that grows from the seed basking in the warm soil to a vast tree with many ups and downs, many - but not enough to disguise the enormity or the grandeur of such a tree, the sheer brilliance and beauty of it. Having a hard time talking and making friends, at a new school she makes a ton of new friends, not recognizing it she becomes popular in her own way. With her friends, they find a hideout, in a forest, where they find a little bench, where they can tell their secrets and dreams. Recognizing what kind of friendship she has she never wants to lose it, ever, with all her power she tries to stay in this little town, but will she do her best?
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