~Josh~
I'm not sure why I did it. It... It just felt right.
As I stood in the rain, rain pelted faces, jeans soaked in less than a minute. Large drops, thick rain, I am soaked to the skin. Rain runs down my back, hair sticks to my face and head, like being fully dressed in the shower. I realized I love America.
Love- such a simple word but such an intricate meaning.
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To Remember: A Selection Fan fiction
FanfictionIt has been one years since maxon married kriss, and last saw America. The last thing he remembers was her tear stricken face, as she turned and ran out of the room. Kriss Has decided that they need an anniversary party, and guess who shows up to p...
