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"We really did get you a present." Oh yeah the piece of jewelry. I had almost forgotten about it. I look down at it and realize it's not a bracelet but rather a neck chain with the letter K. "We all have one." Mckayla says as she takes the platinum jewel from my hand. "In a way you could say it's a symbol of our friendship." It's only then that I notice that all four of them are wearing a similar necklace with a different letter of course. "Lift up your hair." My friend orders.

I want to paint them and give Justin the memory of our dad, which he couldn't make with him. "Justin, we are playing tag. Do you want to join us?" A girl, I remember as Justin's classmate asks while pointing towards the group of kids standing a little far from us. Beautiful red curls frame her face, while light pink dusting across her face makes her even more adorable. However, what adds more to her cuteness is her doe-like eyes. She simply looks just like a beautiful doll. However, I will keep these thoughts to myself as my brother gets jealous if I call someone else cute other than him.

shin seemed to see herself, but in the form of an angel. After his mind calmed down, Shin returned to look for that figure. Shin then ran to follow where the figure had gone. However, she no longer saw the girl. "Why is his face a little like mine?" Shin muttered. She really did not expect to meet a girl who resembled him. "Miss Shireen!" Redric shouted. The man was running towards Shin. "What are you looking for, Honey? Are you after someone?"

she introduced herself, and I smiled shyly. "I can tell," I said, noticing the resemblance between her and Hayden. Maya furrowed her eyebrows slightly at my comment. "Are you saying that I look like a man?" she asked playfully, and I giggled. "No," I laughed, covering my face. "You and Hayden look alike," I clarified. Her eyes widened, and they shifted to Hayden, who had been standing there silently. His face was as blank as always, alternating his gaze between the both of us.

Make that the second at that tim If you've ever gone through something tragic or lost someone close to you ... The pain is unbearable ... The only feeling you want to feel is the feeling of being numb . Not feeling anything is good actually cause I don't have to worry about the hurt that comes with the realization of loss and the fact that... The horrible fact that you are never going to hear that person , laugh again ,Speak , smile , tell you everything will be okay, remedy any sort of pain you'd be in ,and most of all tell you how much they love and cherish you unconditionall

to all of us. He taught us how to be strong, how to be brave, and how to be loyal. And even though he is gone, his legacy lives on in all of us."There was a moment of silence, and then Marcus spoke again. "We will honor his memory," he said, his voice firm. "We will continue to uphold the values he taught us, and we will make him proud. That is the best way to honor him."The rest of the pack nodded in agreement, and Oliver wiped away his tears. He felt a sense of pride and gratitude for the pack members he led, and he knew that they would get through this difficult time together.As the meeting ended, the pack members hugged each other and offered their condolences to Oliver. He felt a sense

I smirked “ Sorry, are you in a meeting or something?” she sighs rubbing her belly “ No, this is..” “ I’m Luca’s cousin! It's so nice to finally meet you!” he interrupts me “ Luca you didn’t tell me you had a cousin” she frowns “He’s not worth pouting over.” I smile trying to sooth her “ He’s just saying that because he doesn’t like me” he interrupts “ why?” she questions “ because I kill people, for a living my dear” he smirked

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I had made it to the door, seeing Rosy open it up A loud voice erupted from the entryway, “ROSY!” His voice filled the house, “How I’ve missed you!” I saw his arms, grabbing hold of Rosy and pulling her into a tight hug. I moved from the shadows, allowing him to see me. Marcus looked much like Triston, with blonde hair and the same blue eyes. These, however, didn’t hurt to have on me. They were so much like Triston’s when we first met. The kindness they always had, the look of wanting. “Iris?” I smiled as he made way, sorry, towered over me. One thing he and Triston were different in was height. Marcus was huge, and before I knew it, I was in his arms. I struggled to speak, “I thought your f

I hope the seasons magic don't skip me. *************************************** Complement of the season to you all and a happy new year in advance❤️. We have just two more chapter to complete "LIKE A BROTHER". I hope you are excited. I hope we have our own mantras we use to remind ourselves that life is worth living or something to always hold unto when things gets hard. Cause believe it or not, the hurdles will eventually pass. Thanks for reading and don't forget to drop a vote❤️.