20 parts Complete ||| A Memoir Of Sorts |||
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Her breath had started to pick up, they were rough. It was then that she crashed into a rough hard chest.
Ralph had been distracted, his dog George had been walking in a funny manner. It was like a hop, sort of. When he had been looking down at his dog with a smile adorning his freckled face, he crashed into someone with rough breathing.
Erin looked up at a kind looking face; his dull green eyes were familiar. His ginger hair swept over his forehead, it was like any moment he could make one of those cliché hair flips. God, she hoped he wouldn't flip his hair.
Ralph looked down at the heavy breathing girl, she had icy blue eyes that were piercing, but they were also filled with some sort of fear. He wondered why she would be so filled with fear at this moment. He was worried for her; her heavy breathing has lessened but was still there.
"Are you alright?" He asked hurriedly.
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This is a true story. This story has edited settings, for the sake of the said story. Ages and Names are changed, for the sake of the story. But, the important, crucial parts of the story remain.
This was a difficult time in my life, and I was an idiot when it came to him. I'll admit that now, denying is useless.
ME 2 YEARS OLDER: This thing is really dramatic and I mostly just keep it up to see how I approved while writing it and how I've improved since but like just. dRAMATIC. Not even good dramatic tbh. Like why.
I mostly wrote this to get over stuff and I did and I have so this is really weird to read back and to people who are characters aghh