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I'm still awake at 11:55 p.m., waiting for my sixteenth birthday to arrive. I'll be sixteen in less than five

he light from the moon allowed me to see my surroundings in my room because the torch was turned off. Slowly closing my eyes to

re, not being afraid of him in the

he were in pain. He sat down next to me and handed me a tiny package.

dibly attractive, but I'm not into him. He's my best friend, and this is the first time this y

ts down properly and securely embraces me. "Thank you," I mumble in his ear. I rubbed his back. "You sh

ng, "See you later, babe." In the moonlight, he looks very gorge

irlfriend or whatever," I shout in hushed tones as he leaps into m

as a necklace with a tear-drop iolite pendant. So luxurious, but where did he obtain it? Is this true? So far, his fascinating gift to me has been this: He ga

ee was darkness and a sliver of moonlight. I close my eyes and feel the breeze flawlessly brushing my skin, the chill shivering m

Kio may have jumped out the window as I fell because I felt something in my stomach. I rose up and softly lowered Kio alongsi

flies. I took Kio, who was already asleep on the floormat, and placed him, along with myself, on my be

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nds. I pretend to make a wish by closing my eyes. Then I open my eyes and blow out the candle, exclaiming, "Yeyeyey!! Time to dine! " He was

y sweet sixteenth birthday My sixteenth year on this planet However, I was unable to leave the house

rite fruit, I'm certain they'll harvest some for my birthday display. I take her apple and bite

othing, mama," not wa

ng else to say. "All right, then, I'll go get some more apples," Mama replies,

ring at her back. "What?" I ask, my gaze fallin

e inquires, and

one I knew other than my parents, so who woul

lready arranged for your marriage, and then they sent you those ap

k away from him, recalling my mother's words." Who's the owner of those apples? Except for Mam