- Last year -
I finally got my tattoo. I finally got it!!!! I had anticipated the day of my fourteenth birthday. Now it was here - and so was my mark.
I didn't get know them yet; it was just a black and white smudge. But I was happy it was there, permanently embedded in my freckled arm.
That's when anxiety hit.
Who was it?
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Seeing in Color
FanfictionNot everyone has a soul mate. If you do, though, a black and white mark representing something special to your soulmate appears on your arm when you turn fourteen years old. At first, it is a smudge, but over time it gains detail. Only when you mee...
