So we stood there kissing as it snowed. Hand in hand, lips on lips, like in one of those cliche love stories. You know, where the girl is in love with the boy and yet you find out the boy loves her back but you know, we're werewolves. So it's different.
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Please keep in mind I wrote this story when I was about 12. There also will probably be mistakes that I missed when I was editing. Be polite about it and just kindly point them out.
Any photo in here is not mine (they come from Pinterest and Google).