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Myth's SpringThe girl leaned further back against the tree. When the boy appeared, she quickly stood up straight and patted off the dirty on her light blue sundress and jean jacket. The boy wore a simply white t-shirt and blue jeans.Myth's Spring by AngelIceCream97
"Angel, you look nice in a dress," He smiled.
"Y-You think so?" She looked down at her outfit. "I-I mean, of course I do."
"So, is your summer open?" He winked at her.
"Maybe," she avoided eye contact in hope of hiding her blush. "Why?"
"I was thinking we could do some summer things that we never got a chance to before," he placed a hand on her's.
"Playing at the beach, eating ice cream, taking a long walk, and all that kind of stuff."
"I guess we could..."
"Great, I'm sure a swimsuit will look great on you."
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SolvedShe leaned back in the chair. Her hair was brown and cut short while her eyes were a green hazel. She wore a white button-up shirt with black shorts and suspendors. Black French court shoes adorned her feet.
On the other side of the table sat was a man, nervously pulling at the collar of his undershirt. His black suit had a striped tie. Grey colored his thin hair and eyes.
"So, Évariste Lebeau," The woman across from him glanced over at him. "You know why you're here, right?"
"My daughter, Lucienne, is... No longer with us," he swallowed down his tears.
"That's correct. If I recall correctly, her body was found on a cruise ship," she closed her eyes. "Was there anything strange about how she was acting?"
"No, I don't believe so," he hesitated. "Wait, when I last saw her, she seemed to be in a rush or panic of some sort."
"Really? Anything else?" The detective sat up.
"That wasn't the first time she acted that way. She seemed to get in such a panic when she was in large crowds,"
My DearestI still remember that day. It's in my nightmares, my fears, and sometimes I just can't stop thinking about it. I remember it so clearly, like how I'd remember something that just happened, even though it happened a month ago. I haven't gotten over it. I don't know if I ever will.
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We were sitting so close on the park bench and whispered sweet nothings to each other. Her beautiful mocha colored hair flowing in the breeze, her fragile and pale face in my hands, her deep sea colored eyes staring back at me, the trees' leaves flying all around us. It was perfect, the setting, the weather, everything. I had everything planned and everything was working out perfectly.
"I heard if you catch a falling leaf, it'll grant you a wish," She said as she stood up.
"Then," I reached my hand out and grabbed a falling leaf. "I hope it grants mine."
She laughed in such a sweet and tender way, "What'd you wish for?"
I got up and started walking away, "Can't tell yo