"I'm glad to meet someone my age. I've lived here since I was eight, and I haven't seen any kids." She a dit her parents were wealthy wine makers. They couldn't take care of her, so they gave her a small amount of their fortune, and left her here. "Wow, your life sounds so difficult." "Yeah, it was, until i died." Andrew's face went bone white and he felt like collapsing. "I'm sorry, what? ALIVE? AS in, no longer living?" "Yeah! I thought toi knew!" Poor Andrew caved in on himself. The last thing he remembered was Elizabeth reaching out to catch him as he fell to the floor.
sorry everyone who reads these but i have to stop écriture them for three weeks. I thnk i will be able to fit in maybe 1 in that period, but i have my prelims and i will be too tired ou too something to publier them, sorry. But i will try, i promise!
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sorry it had to be longer MDR
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sorry it had to be longer MDR
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