"The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss."~LionelShannon's head was deep in a book she was reading, I was learning more about her day by day and I loved the experience. She was beautiful in all aspects and I couldn't for the life of me, fathom why someone would want to hurt her like that imbecile did.Her eyes were a twinkling hazel brown with long lashes that drove me nuts whenever she blinked. Her fiery-red hair was long and heavy, past her butt. At 5'7, she always felt that she was too tall and skinny but I loved her height and her curvy figure. I made sure I kept reminding her how beautiful she was. I had my flaws too, I had the notion in my head that nobody in the world was perfect and it was okay to be different."Why are you staring at me." She put the book upside down on the living room rug and looked up at me with a small smile."Can't I admire my wom
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