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Romance Teens & Young Adult Mystery

She was beautiful. Her chocolate brown eyes were filled with hope and joy. Her soft, delicate hands crafted wonderous worlds. Her pink lips curled as they formed each melodious note she sang. Sne would dance. Soft, slow and graceful moves, on sweet rythms. Her hands shifted gracefully, as her delicate feet slid across the marble floor. Her hair flew as a bird who broke free.


Her eyes glinted with happiness when she danced.Β She drew. Her hands crafted wonders. Her brows scrunched together between frustration and confusion on where to place the next stroke. She believed each stroke of its importance. Like each piece in a puzzle.She would spend weeks, and weeks on the eyes. She believed them to be the most important. "It is not how the world is, it is how we see it." She would say.


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He was striking. His hazel eyes crowded with questions and intelligence.Β His hands wove. Wove melodies one could listen on and on. Maybe it was how he would start nervous, and then end up proud, or was it how he delicately plucked the guitar strings as the sound echoed off the Maple wood and found a path to her ears. She would laugh, a sweet, fun, sound. She made the lyrics, as he wove the melodies.


He sketched. Birds, Tigers, and dragons. He would take a satisfied breath after each sketch, gleaming at his hands wonders. He cooked, anything and everything. He believed each spice was of importance.Β A dish missing something, anything, was incomplete. "You need all of them to understand,Β compromise, and sacrifice, to get the right flavour." He would say.


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He loved to make her laugh. She loved to see his grin. She loved daisies. He loved sunflowers. She liked how with bland, and boring white all around them, they generated optimism and made their hearts yellow and cheerful. He liked how when rain came the sunflowers would protect their seeds, but still look at the place the last saw the sun, and how they knew the sun would be there fighting its way through the dark, stormy, clouds.


They loved each other. They still do. Their life was a beautiful one. One filled with stolen kisses from each other, pretty lied from the headmaster, sweet surprises for each other, old hoodies that smelled like him no matter how much she washed it.Β 


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Their favourite thing was moonlight walks. Twining there fingers with each others, and walking into the moonlit park. It wasn't allowed, of course. But they snuck in. They would sit on park benches and read in the moon's light. She would read Harry Potter, as he wanted her to, which would take ages. As he read Keeper Of The Lost Cities,Β as she wanted him to, which would take ages. On every bench in Marwood Park, you could see their initials scribbled under the benches, making marks that would last forever.


She still couldn't sleep without hearing her mother's recording. The lullahubye, the one about the seasons. It used to be sweet, hearing her voice, but now she could hear it in old memories.Β She remembered bits and pieces of it.


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He still couldn't sleep without his stuffed bunny, Bun-Bun. The tattered blue bunny, he, him and her, had seen and survived many things. Evil foster teachers, andΒ battles with the Dark Rulers, dueled with twigs from the apple tree, and snuck out at night, to get cheeseburgers from the old Wendy's. Stole pennies and dimes from the pockets of the headmaster. They went through a lot after all.



But now they were happy, and together. Both, him, and her.


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February 02, 2021 05:14

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16:11 Mar 09, 2021

Wow, such a descriptive, melodious story...... it was a marvelous, and short read happy today! =)

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:D <33 Happy today!! Well, tonight for me

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19:11 Feb 11, 2021

This. Was..... INCREDIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGS!!!!!! The descriptions were AMAZING!! The romance was so sweeeeeet aghhhhhh The mention of backstories, like he would have memories of "evil foster teachers" and "battles with the Dark Rulers", and that bit about the fact that she "still couldn't sleep without hearing her mother's recording.... those were great. One thing, though. "Sne would dance." Pretty sure that's a "She", not a "Sne". Or it might be intentional and I'm just stupid to not realize it. Just happened to notice that "Sn...

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Awww tysmmmm this made me grin so harddd!! :D

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00:21 Feb 12, 2021

np!!! :D

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13:11 Feb 09, 2021

siaaaaaaaaa hiiiii

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14:36 Feb 09, 2021

How's lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I got a new story

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Its going tiredddddddddddd, how's it for youuuuuuuuu Oh yayyyyyyyyy

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14:43 Feb 09, 2021

XD my lifeeeeeeee is greatttttttttt but i wish i could readddddddddddd instead of schooooooool i would learn so much moreeeeeeee

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OMG SAMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Goshhhhh I feel like youuuuuuuuuuuu

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Maya
01:59 Feb 03, 2021

Beautiful story, Sia! The imagery you used to describe the characters was so creative and detailed, it really shaped the story well. This was such a heartfelt piece, completely amazing! :DDD <3

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Maya
03:12 Feb 03, 2021

No problem! :)

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Danny
09:51 Feb 02, 2021

Aww this is soooo sweet, I was smiling all the way through :))) I loooove your stories :D want critique? Not that I have a lot, and by that I mean... like one.. Anywayyy, great job :DD lol

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:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Yay! Your cimemmts are so optimistic, loll. Yeah, of you have some, that's cool! Thanksssssssssss :DDDD

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Danny
10:33 Feb 02, 2021

Hmmm, just the part where you wrote her hands crafted wonders...I think it was....I just thought it was redundant, but you know maybe I'm wrong... This story was great, really :))))))

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Thanksss!! I'll see how it sounds once I change it :))

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Danny
12:38 Feb 02, 2021

:))))))))

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hi sia! i saw your bio and i like giving out challenges, so what genres do you like to write?

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Hi! I'm sorry, I should probably remove that, I already got one! Of you'd like a challenge I could give you 9ne!

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ooh yeah! you can give me anything BUT romance :D

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wait WHAT????? how do you even DO THAT??? wow sia you gave me a good challenge, lets find a way to mAkE tHiS wOrk

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Hehehheheheheeeeeeee If you need tips, you could read Daisy Mccrazy by me. (Thays horror) And Free ninety nine by Vayd!

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Hi! It's a challenge, where some author challenges another author, For eg. Let's say You challenged Aerin for a murder mystery, or a horror story, like that. Cool, right?

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Ooh! Thats hardddddd! Hmm, I'll surely try! ;) I challenge you to a thriller romance! *muahahahahahahaha*

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Lollll Same hereee comedy is harddd :p

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Hi siaaa so I saw that you said no one is puttting you in their stories Fill this out :D Hair: Eyes: Clothes: Personality: Color: Power?: :DDD

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Lol, awww omg thankssssssss!! Hair: shoulder-length dark brownish black with turquoise ends Eyes: brown Clothes: t-shirt, and Jeggings Personality: same as me! Sweet, Sarcastic, stands up for anything, ready for challenges! Color: Dofferent shades of blue! Power?: Water! :DDD <33

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IkR CanI CanI CanI Be In It πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

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Loll Sure! Thought it could take me time to write it 😬 Fill this out!! Name: Hair colour (could be anything) : Eye Colour: Power: (im water) Secret Weakness: A secret about your character: How do you want your character to be? Like yourself? : Outfit: Weapon (if any) (im sword):

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