Symphony

i just wanna be part of your symphony. when you hold me tight and not let go.

-symphony, zara larsson.

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"No. Don't you even think that it's impossible. Don't you dare."

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Maybe, this was all a nightmare. Maybe, her front yard wasn't filled with officers. Maybe she wasn't shaking, crying tears that hurt so bad. Maybe her raven, curly-haired friend was on the steps, clutching his curls on his hand, tugging on it frustratedly, droplets of tears rolling down as the memory of his love, being dragged by a stern officer replayed in his mind. Maybe, the golden haired boy who sat beside her other friend who was crying as his best friend was taken away by a crime, a murder they knew she didn't commit. Maybe, a pixie haired redhead wasn't in the arms of her boyfriend, trying desperately to hang on to the last ray of hope. Maybe, she herself, wasn't tightly being held by a dark-skinned boy who was crying too. But, no, it wasn't a nightmare she could get out of.  

And to make it all worse, it all happened, a year ago.

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SNEAK PEAK AYYE 

this book is dedicated to some of my closest friends :)

filliepotatochips
AudreyM2

-strangermayaaa

niawhxelers

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my literal favorite writer

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Chemickles
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and stay tuned for next chapter ha :)