Fate pulls us together. Fate binds us one. It’s a karmic force that brought you back to me.
People believe that each and everyone have their own strings of fate. And by the time that you'll meet the person destined for you, the strings attaches and glows. I'm no Cupid, nor a match maker, but I do believe in those, I do believe that my string and my heart will always be attached to you.
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Please bear with my grammatical , typographical errors, etc. I'm just a kid who's trying to put on her IDEAS and wild IMAGINATION in a story just for fun. I know, there are lines that may be redundant or you find boring, or set ups in the story that you may find not that real or confusing but I don't write for your satisfaction, I just write to let all my thoughts out and share my own ideas. I just need your understanding, even just a teenie weenie drop of it. If you dont like the story, then stop reading. Thank you.
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Strings of Fate (a short story)
General FictionA story about a girl who believes in red strings that ties two people destined for each other. A story about a mysterious guy whom the girl accidentally meets in a bus stop. A story that tells you that nothing can interfere with works of love and fa...
