"You're afraid." He stated, studying my face.
"I'm not afraid." I lied.
"Then let me in."
My heart thudded against my ribcage. "No."
"Why?"
"Because everyone who says they love me, says they're going to be there, leave eventually."
"So you are scared."
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A story about the girl who loved far too little and the boy who loved far too much.
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a story by -philophobic
© copyright 2014. All rights reserved.
this story kinda like means a lot to me, I've worked extremely hard to write it and it'd suck monkey balls if one of you guys actually tried to steal my work and take credit for it.
if I do find out that someone has tried to steal, take credit, or take the main plot of my story [which is likely], I will eat you.
peace and love,
-philophobic xox
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