jueves, 28 de abril de 2011

Mini-saga by Claudia Forte.

The wind was messing up my hair. I walked a step nearer to the edge. I was trembling. Tears were falling down my cheeks. A shy, hesitant second step. Just a few centimeters were between me and my fate. Suddenly my feet ran off the ground.
Someone grabbed my hand.

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