rettelse af en english short story

I was walking in the streets of paris...
I actually didn't really know where I was going, but somewhere. And then something really important happenend. I felt like it was meant to be, i felt that she was my true love. Honestly, i didn't just love her from the first time i saw her. At the first tme i saw her, i only felt impressed by the way she looked - she was the beaufulest girl I had ever seen. Second time we met, i learned that she wasn't just a good-looking girl, no she also had a wonderful personality. But I knew that, what I was doing was wrong. I knew, that it was wrong for me to love her. The difference between me and her was really huge, and when i say huge, i really mean it. She was a wealthy student, having a project about homeless people. And I - I was one of those dirty, poor homeless people. But when you really love - when it's true love - you just can't stop loving "ur true love"...


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