She held a small red rose as she ran though the forest tears dashing down her face, as fear raced though her heart.
*two days ago*
She looked at the piece of parchment on the table shacking from the tears that filled her eyes. "Mon cherie, I hope you got this letter quite fast for these are my final words to you. Please read and don't stop for you need to run soon. ~~~~
to be continued
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Everyone has dreams and wish, or a story that they want to write down. Well this is my little book full of what I want to be.
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