Tick.Tock.Tick.Tock.
The nonstop ticking of the clock fills the empty air in my room.
Its already 3 am but I'm still not sleepy.
No. Let me rephrase that.
I still don't want to go to sleep.
I'm scared.
Scared that this might be his last day.
Scared that he won't be able to wake up for tomorrow.
Scared that I won't be able to see the person that I long for.
What if tomorrow never comes?
What if I won't be able to see him again?
There are still a lot of things that I want to do with him.
Like hugging, kissing, dating.
I haven't even told him what my true feelings are.
I hope, that tomorrow, he is still alive...
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I Want To Live....
Teen FictionA rich and famous pianist who attempted to commit suicide three times, Charlotte Shedlock is forced to help her aunt at a prison where murderers who killed indiscriminately are sentenced to death. There she meets a boy, Joel Randall, who took the li...
