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laurenedgar · 5 months
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laurenedgar · 6 months
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Two people walking through 30th Street Train station, traveling separate ways, yet have an invisible string connecting them on a deeper level.
Lily walking through the train station, sees that longing connection she felt at the pit of her stomach. When she saw him, she went to sit with him, who was consumed in his phone and music blaring in his ears.
Lily: walking towards him and sits next to him: "Have you watched the game? Isn't it amazing?"
Andrew: in utter shock and surprise seeing her : "Um, yeah. I can't believe you're here. How are you?"
Lily: smiling, as her heart is breaking hearing his voice of the first time in almost a year "I'm good. How have you been?"
Andrew: smiles as butterflies arise in his chest "I've been okay. Better now. I am so happy to see you. It's been a long time." Lily: "It has been a long time. How is your family?"
Andrew: "They are good. Mom and Dad are the same and Alycia is playing lacrosse and being scouted by a lot of colleges."
**They both converse, catching up on the traditional conversation for a while. The announcement over the loud speaker announcement that Lily's train is getting ready to board **
Lily: "Oh, that's my train. Please take care of yourself, and please reach out whenever you're in town. I would love to catch up some more."
Andrew: smirking because that's music to his ears: "I absolutely will. We have too much history to let it go to waste. "
Lily: blushing by the comment, stands up withe her luggage: : "I'm so happy to have run into you!"
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laurenedgar · 6 months
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"Have you watched the game? Isn't it amazing?"
"Hi, is anyone sitting here?"
"I hope you have a blessed day."
"I love your shoes! Where can I find them?"
"I'm so happy to have run into you!"
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laurenedgar · 7 months
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laurenedgar · 7 months
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laurenedgar · 7 months
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fuse story
For as long as I can remember, I have put all of my energy into school. School was my constant in my ever changing life. Through all the trials of my childhood and teenage years, one thing I could endlessly rely on was school. It had concrete deadlines and dates that could help give me structure and balance. I worked tirelessly in my studies and pushed myself into school. With that, my mom really instilled in me a strong work ethic and I truly believe that carried me very far in and out of the classroom. My senior year might have been one of the hardest years. I took on the job of running my Mini-THON club at my school, which was failing due to no teacher advisor and it was very, very big shoes to fill. I took on the role of a teacher advisor and student leader, guiding and rebuilding a club that was huge at my high school. Along with that big undertaking, I was in a variety of other clubs that had many requirements, a job, a honors student, and maintaining a relationship and friendships. Needless to say, my plate was overflowing. I was so busy, I genuinely felt I didn't have time to breathe. As our main event came near, I was planning everything and on top of all of that, I was graduating. The overwhelming feeling was something that never left me. Yet, due to my work ethic that I made a priority above all, I was able to accomplish all I wanted to and I am so beyond proud of myself.
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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9/22 nature is so beautiful
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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Phillies!!
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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9/20 beautiful city hall
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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9/19 beautiful rainbow
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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9/18
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laurenedgar · 8 months
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laurenedgar · 9 months
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