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~First draft. Very open to help~ The last dance, for her, was like dancing with a broom. It was stiff and very unentertaining. She kept a fake, uninterested smile on ...
I could tell I was dreaming. His smile had clouded my sleep-fogged brain; the sound of his voice lulled me deeper into a welcome slumber. The way his eyes lit ...
One or Two???? I sat by his bed, the words flowing out. 'Daddy it's okay, you can leave us now. I don't want you to suffer to be in more ...
*This is really new and I know it is terrible right now! Comments are greatly appreciated!* I’d fallen again. Fallen a little bit too hard this time. But I it ...