Flair sat at the haut, retour au début of a 20 story building, her legs dangaling over the edge. She smiled and closed her eyes as the breeze flowed through her hair. She had on a black crop haut, retour au début with the words 'love life' written in or cursive letters across it and had on black skinny jeans. She wore black high haut, retour au début Converse and a black chain collier with a charm on it. She looked out over the city and sighed. A few tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground below.
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Lane was walking down below a tall building. He felt something wet hit his arm and he curiously looked up. He could barely make out the girl sitting ontop of the building. He climbed the feu escape and silently walked up behind the girl. Then he sat down suivant to her.
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Flair looked at the boy who had just sat down suivant to her.
"Oh Lane..." she a dit quietly. She wrapped her arms around him and cried silently into his shoulder. Lane wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her hair.
"Everything is gonna be okay, Flair." he a dit softly."I promise."
commentaire and tell me if I should write the suivant chapter.
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Lane was walking down below a tall building. He felt something wet hit his arm and he curiously looked up. He could barely make out the girl sitting ontop of the building. He climbed the feu escape and silently walked up behind the girl. Then he sat down suivant to her.
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Flair looked at the boy who had just sat down suivant to her.
"Oh Lane..." she a dit quietly. She wrapped her arms around him and cried silently into his shoulder. Lane wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her hair.
"Everything is gonna be okay, Flair." he a dit softly."I promise."
commentaire and tell me if I should write the suivant chapter.
I sat alone.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded par my thoughts, but no people. par my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat par me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded par my thoughts, but no people. par my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat par me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.