She was a little...odd to say the least. With her bright red long hair, high-waisted skirts, and graphic tees. She was always sweet yet sassy. She was kind of a badass when I thought about it. She was sweet until you made her mad and then your life was a living hell.
She was adorable.
She would give you her sad puppy dog face to get what she wanted. She casually called you things like sweetheart, darling, and love.
Sometimes she spoke in strange ways. She said things like she was living in the time of Shakespeare and kings and castles.
She was perfect in every possible way.
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FanfictionNever. Gone. Slipped away. Those are a few things that I think about when I look at her. Her beautiful perfect features. Her soft voice has a way of hypnotizing me. Her eyes were deep pools of memories. Her small frail hands that I wish were intertw...
