A mysterious figure emerged from the shadows, clutching a worn leather journal.
He looked around quickly to see if anyone was lurking nearby, but no one was.
He quickly went up the garden path to the window, and he dropped the journal underneath the open window.
He hoped his girlfriend would find it in the morning, he hated that they’d broken up.
He had poured his heart out in the journal, and he was hoping that when she found it and read all that he had to say, she’d reconsider and they could get back together.
He silently walked away, hoping for the best but he knew it was a long shot.
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