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iono i wrote this a while agoAs an average guy, he wasnt very average. Just the same, as an average girl, she was extraordinary in so many ways. They could never be together, but they have been together since the beginning. The boy was an emotional wreck. He needed her. She needed him too. Fate would never allow them to be together. But what is fate? Does it matter? The boy didnt seem to think so. He was determined to write his own story. The girl just went with the flow, flawlessly in some ways. But she needed him. Thats what they had in common. It held them together like glue. They talked a lot, and shared everything about each other. Over time, it be
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It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
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