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A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. 8 o0 i$ K# p; }" _
They loved each other a lot.
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* P t! ^+ f# Z$ X2 f5 X1 z a6 bGirl:" slow down a little. I'm scared. "
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4 O: Q/ `0 {1 Y# cBoy: "No, it's so fun."
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Girl: "please... it's so scary." + t! [! X' O% P9 M- }- W
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Boy: "Then say that you love me."
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Girl: "Fine. I love you. Can you slow down now?"
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! j1 D" N: R; V* F, a5 wBoy: "Give me a big hug."
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' ~1 I: |" Z$ M: ]" H( ] }0 hThe girl gave him a big hug.
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: V5 M" Z# u7 T) R. DGirl: "Now can you slow down?"
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4 }! f5 e, a& ^( mBoy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and 0 V3 D( ]# k) q* _
it's bothering me while I drive." / n8 o' |; J8 r% E
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had 3 ?/ M9 a7 Y' [- D8 I; U
crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. $ C4 W) v; Q7 l7 ]0 M
There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the ' g1 _( ^! h# ~2 n: L& b9 m
other had survived...
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The guy knew that the brakes were broken. He didn't want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared. J/ o! E, V- E% H
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Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from
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Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life, ( ^6 m( m3 @. I. U+ ]
Love gives us a fairy tale.. |
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