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He walked past me, and stopped, and when our eyes met, it felt like the world stopped turning. He walked on, knowing none of this.

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Shaman · 26-30

Forgive me but this isn't creative at all

weirdmofo · 36-40, F

@Shaman well I didn't finish the story.
After he walked past me, he grew wings and picked up and carried me to an island of chocolate.