This is an alternate version of "If Only" I wrote it a while ago and decided to post it because i don't have time to write anything new - enjoy!
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The man stood unnoticed among the crowds of people. The girl next to him with the pink and blue hair, arms wrapped around a teenage boy wearing only black was drawing similar amounts of attention. In this busy place no one paid any attention to "ordinary" people.
The crowd also ignored the small girl whose face was pressed against the glass. She was nothing special, not so different from the thousands of other small girls who pressed their faces against the glass, looking at the objects inside. She wore jeans and a shirt, with her hair pulled into a sloppy ponytail, and her eyes scouring the artifacts, soaking up the picture of them perfectly.
No one noticed the man. But the man noticed the girl. He noticed nothing but the girl, his eyes fixed on her, absorbing every detail, much like she was doing to the arrow heads. He didn't speak to her, or to anyone; just watched, with something like sorrow in his eyes; and a touch of happiness. He looked just like everyone else who'd ever lived through pain and suffering. He looked like a human who'd lost everything and survived.
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