This is a short story I wrote when I was in college. I accidentally read it out recently. I thought it would be useless to put it on the computer, so I put it up.
Feel free to take a look at it.
Conception:
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The way I open it must be wrong. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times.
A little sad and happy. It can actually be quite sweet.
To be honest, I don't understand where the plot is going now.
Big, come on, spread the flowers! Waiting for today
The way I open it must be wrong. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times. Come again a hundred million times.
A little sad and happy. It can actually be quite sweet.
To be honest, I don't understand where the plot is going now.
Big, come on, spread the flowers! Waiting for today