The girl by the bridge

This is a short story!

I don't exactly know when it started. One das as I was walking home I saw her. Long chocolate hair loosely tied together, gray eyes that looked oh so tired, as if she hadn't slept in weeks. Sitting there thin, fragile legs dangling over the edge of the bridge as she sat there watching the water.

English isn't my native language, so please excuse any grammatical errors.

If you find any errors, feel free to correct me.

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