grief
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Mila stepped over the crossing and into the woods. She walked until the path behind her was erased by the drooping willows and reaching ferns. Every step taking her farther away from the past. Anyone who ventured deep into these woods, were never found again. The townspeople chose to believe it was haunted by a
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It was at a concert when I thought of you. The man on stage screamed into the mic, as I sipped on my red wine that was served gracefully in a plastic cup. I nodded my head to the music as though I understood. But I was thinking of you and our last conversation – or
Simply Kayla 