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Lights

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Mama always told me to judge others not by their words or actions, but by their eyes. "Eyes are the way to see into a person's soul," Mama would say. If someone shows true happiness and contentedness towards the world, there's a certain sparkle or light in his or her eyes. One specific boy whom I grew to understand never knew real love or real happiness, for he never experienced them in his lifetime. He only traveled throughout the world, searching for his next "companion" to accompany him on his journeys. I shall tell you the story of this boy: the boy with no lights in his eyes.

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Hey everyone! This is my first story on here, and I hope that you like it! I wrote this short story for a class and just wanted to receive feedback from people my age. Thanks for checking it out.All Rights Reserved

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