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Did I really need him in my life? Those thoughts crossed my mind as my eyes peered towards the ground. Everything was strange and weird. Never once did I think that he'd actually be gone. I had just been so used to him being there every second and ever minute of my life. All of this was just unnatural. I missed him. I truly did.
She stared out the window, trying to think if it was all just a dream. The day he had fallen into her life was the day that reality turned inside out. Breaking into her house, he was covered in sweat and blood. There was desperation digging inside of his eyes. There was horror reflecting in the beads of sweat that rolled down the side of his face. He was a wanted criminal.
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