I sat next to a cute girl who I noticed was crying on the bus today.
I didn't say a word.
The end.
Should I have said something? Why? Why not?
I never know what to do...
Please, edit and revise, and send back to me, if you don't mind.
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Alone, he sat, sipping his coffee, thinking about his next move. The light
was sneaking past the heavy clouds outside the window, outside the café. He
h...
14 years ago
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