You Won't Like It, MR. PRESIDENT.
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"look at me." No. >.<
he step forward again, Closer.
" I said look at me." he said, but this time, in a low voice.
I swear don't make me look at you or else I'll fall. but then I slowly moving my eyes away from those people who couldn't even look at us too because they're scared and I start to look at his face, nervously, i finally look at his eyes.
And boy, i swear let me get out of here quick while I still can or else i won't hold back and say those words i'd been dying to let go.
"is that so hard to do? " he said, i just want to stare at him and through his eyes. I didn't answer. i might say yes.
Foreword
uuh... Hi ? ;)) Probably no one would want read this but.. I wrote it anyways, :))
I wrote what's in my little brain, and this is my first time writing one, so... WRONG GRAMMARS, LAME STORY, etc. :))
be kind :(
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