Write me a little love story?

This love story must be about a beautiful japanese girl aged 13, because I'm 13 too. Everything about me is average. I have blue eyes, black short wild hair.I'm male. A bit like romeo and juliet. The story must be set in Japan. Try and be as descriptive as u can possibly be. Make it romantic and very lovely.





Please can u do this for me. Thank u all for pertisipating in this.
Write me a little love story?
Roses are red


Some stones are brown


I love my little Japanese girl


From her top to the ground.


Her skin is so white


Her eyes are so green


I think she is the prettiest thing I have ever seen.





When she flicks her jet black hair


She just looks so cool


But also gorgeous and beautiful


Like a clear water rock pool


She is only 13


But smart and funny too


All the boys look at her


But she only wants you.
Write me a little love story?
Once upon a time in the small village of Shoshu lived a very beautiful and dutiful girl who when she reached her thirteenth birthday was allowed to gather fruit from her father's orchard.


One lovely day whilst she was busily doing this she happened to stretch upright in order to relieve her hard-worked muscles. As she did so she gazed off towards the beautiful mountain.


Between her father's orchard and the road that travellers used to reach the beautiful mountain was an open meadow filled with horses of many sizes and many colours.


Patty, for that was her name, gazed steadfastly at the meadow through her deep, blue eyes and with a gentle shift of her finger gently lifted a strand of short, black, wild hair away from her face.


Imagine her surprise when she saw riding towards her upon a pure white horse a mirror image of herself. A mirror image except that this was a young man or boy who smiled and whooped as he sped towards her. Upon reaching her he leapt from the back of the horse, picked her up and swung her round until she was dizzy.


Deep within her she felt a great joy, for here was Jinso who had vanished two months earlier.


Her heart beat hard within her breast as he gently kissed her warm, smiling lips and gently and lovingly held her to him.


Later as they both sat beneath a tree in her father's orchard she reached out and touched his hand with great tenderness and nestled her head into his warm shoulder.


She sighed in deep delight and love.
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