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"And you expect me to believe you don't have a story? Come on! everyone has a story!" He looked at me through the shelves of candy. surprised?

"Maybe I don't want my story to be told. It's to old anyway" Why was he so interested in something that was clearly none of his business?

"I guess if you play your cards right I could help you write a new one." He smirk became contagious and some how found its way to my face.

"Why would I do that, stranger" I questioned.

"Because obviously, you have no Idea where to start."