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He loved coming here. When around midnight the doors closed, all the fun just began. He had come here with Pete but where he was, he didn't know. At the beginning, he tried to find him. No, really... He tried but then somehow he forgot about his weak attempt and took a drink from the waitress's tray. Time passed by quickly. Then he looked up and saw her at the end of the hall...
          
          "One Night" by Anastasiia Shystovska
          
          @AnastasiiaShystovska
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/249220544

While I was examining the building and was moving easily into the beat of music, I unexpectedly saw you were standing there. The moon light brightened your skin even more, emphasizing your facial features. When our eyes met and the cigarette smoke cleared, I saw how your eyes gleamed like silver.
          
          "In the Moonlight" by Anastasiia Shystovska
          
          @AnastasiiaShystovska
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/249220544

✏️ My Creative Writing Journal
          18 April
          
          What were they talking about? About work. Work, money, town, the weather… These topics were everywhere. Many of the issues that were raised worried me too, because and I was a part of this stuffy society with such a simple name like ‘town’.         
          
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@Hyadergle Hi, thank you very much!  ✨Stay safe too! 

Thank you for voting on my book 'he stole my heart'
          
          Hope you find it interesting to continue 
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Hey can you check out my book 'He stole my Heart' when you get some time?
          Thank you 

Hey there~ Thank you for reading my book and leaving votes, hope you enjoy it. Stay safe~

✏️ My Creative Writing Journal
          16 Feb.
          
          Lots of people liked enjoying the brand name aromatic coffee and fresh shortcakes. 
          
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✏️ My Creative Writing Journal
          14 Feb.
          
          Yes, here it was difficult. And this difficulty wasn’t expressed by something particular, but rather you found it in the details. In such small events that relentlessly took place around you day by day. And so to the next weekends, then weeks, then months. Waves of frustration, misunderstandings and then silence. 
          
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          https://www.wattpad.com/story/255811576