Dear Diary...

I like books, there words dig into me, I feel them. Words. Words are confusing no-one understands them, so I decided to write down my story. Love? What does love really mean? Heres how my story starts......

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7. I can't speak

I can't speak. He chose me. Love? Yes, I know what love means. James. It was making sense. I chose my words careful then said
"ok" he smiled and kissed me. Words. It was amazing how just a simple yes could change your life. James = my love. Love. James. He took my hand and we ran from behind the tree giggling like a pair of small kids. Love. Now I now what it means. As we ran past, girls glared angrily and whispered between them. Love. I Love James...
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