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One of Us.

William. If I could erradicate one word from the english language, it would be William. The name I will never escape. The name that still to this day wakes me in the night, haunts me, lives beneath my skin. The name forever tattooed on my heart. This is why.

Sitting in the sun, in the grass of a deserted park there is one person. Only you can see two. There is Margo with long red curly hair, dangling from a ponytail. She is sitting picking flowers and talking to William about her hatred for working in retail. She has a dangerously short red plaid skirt hiding her toned tighs barely from William's hazel starburst eyes squinting through a smile as he agrees with Margo's complaints. Her black tanktop clings over her pushup bra, exposing a fairskined and sweaty chest glittering in the sunlight.She pushes her black highheels into the spring soft dirt, and smiles back at William, as they lean back and look at the cotton candy clouds that loom above. They create dragons, gods, and rockstars with their imaginations in those clouds, occasionally kiss, and forget about time. Its their day off from their retail jobs, and every moment they have off they spend together. The try to explain their draw to other people but noone understands. Margo's family dislikes William, William's family dislikes Margo, and the reason can only be because now the two only exist in their world, and they are now one soul. Margo tells William this, she had read that the idea of soulmates originated from the myth that once people had four legs four arms and two heads and the gods broke them apart, then they would spend their lives looking for their other half. Sadly, once they found their other half, they would die from not being able to escape their obsession and attraction for one another and failed attempts and becoming one again. Margo, looks lovingly into Williams eyes and says, "I think you were my other half." " He looks at her and kisses her softly "I think you were mine." Margo doesn't live at home anymore she stays up all night talking to WIlliam, she spends the night at William's, and they talk til the sun comes up. The only sound she ever hears is their voices and the drone of William's window fan, and melodic music coming from Williiam's tape deck. The sun comes up and sets on WIlliam for her. When Margo does try to go her home, she just wants to leave again, the only sound she hears at home are screams, anger, just the drone of a madman, and no music. Margo has no place to go but work, and into her dream world with William. Margo decides after a terrible fight with her raging father that she has to move out of her house, and begins to look at apartments for herself. Margo needs a place of her own. She knows that she can't keep sleeping at Williams, in the car, or not sleeping at all. Near this time she is sitting with William on another sunny day. William smiles at her and takes her hand. " WIll you marry me Margo?" WIlliam says, and he gives her the engagement ring that his father gave his mother. Margo doesn't wear gold but the gold ring is the most beautiful piece of jewelry she has ever seen. Once it is on her finger she will not take it off. ..................to be continued. ha.