But each time I wake up, my body dripping in sweat, I see her. She lays next to me every night, waiting for me to get up again. "Lindsey, you have to go now. I need to sleep." She never responds. Only sits cross-legged, staring at me with her beautiful smile. I would say I'm glad to have her as a memory but the unmistakably visible blood stained shirt is what throws me off balance. It makes me realize that all that happened was real and the Lindsey Stirling...the girl I loved...
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Randomtfw you know you have too many stories on your main account so you make this to update people on the thing you call your life. Oh, yeah this is an update book on everything about mwah! Oh and The Stalker Army will be here too. #GettinFeatured
