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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Blowing kisses to the stars. Walking the streets of Paris. Sketching a random stranger.

Submitted: April 11, 2019

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Submitted: April 11, 2019

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Every night you have a habit of going outside and blowing a kiss to the stars, you are not sure how it started and neither do your friends, but it does give you comfort at night. In your room, you have plants and notebooks that are completely full, but in all honesty, you are not sure why you have so many plants in your room, it could be an aesthetic but you like having something that can fill your room. You like the nostalgia of collecting old magazines even ones from the early 2000s and 90s, it shows you how crazy the fashion was, but how things were so simple back then. You have always wanted to visit another country and your so delighted to be walking a street in Paris, you really do love this city and really don't want to leave.

Because Paris has such a creative aura surrounding it you find yourself sketching strangers in front of cafes, you hope that they don't find it strange because looking through another person's eyes tell you a story. Looking at silhouettes of objects or people is enjoyable because it's the start of a new day approaching.


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