17 / 08 / 2017
Athena Corsvo
I met Brittany today.
She was finding dresses and she invited me along. She asked if I could hold her drink whilst she tried it on.
Never did I want to spill the drink on her white dresses so much.
But she looked at me, with kind eyes and I realised I was going insane.
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Short Storybecause her diary was the only thing that lived on; pages from her life that won't give you paper cuts. [short story]
