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Ib - Memories Crannies - IntroductionIntroductionMore Like This
Ever since the visit at that gallery there seemed to be something different in her. For one, there had been a lemon candy in her pocket. Considering she hated those, it was very unlikely that she should find one in her pocket. She didn't always hate them; but they now appeared to install a sense of despair in her. Then came the fact that she couldn't look at a rose without watering it and cried if she saw a wilted one; red roses too but especially blue ones. And when she had suddenly had a craving for macaroons, to say that her parents looked at her strangely was the understatement of the year. Among these, were other bizarre h
Ib x Garry, confessing to him.More Like This
Ib x Garry, confessing to him.
She wanted to tell him. She really did. But for some reason her heartstrings were pulling her back. He was the only one who she had felt really cared for her and would do anything to protect her. But, after all, she was only 14 and he was 18. There was no way he would want her. She was probably much to young and immature for him. But one day, after school, she felt somehow determined to catch his heart.
"Garry!" Ib called from her place on the floor, her homework sprawled around her. Her hair had been pulled back into a bun on the back of her head, her legs had grown much longer as much of her body had. Her fe
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