"Where were you?"
I asked Luke.
"I had to move houses.
I wanted to tell you so badly,
but I didn't know
until the last minute."
He explained.
"I waited,
for so long.
Every night.
Everyday."
I started to feel the tears
coming out like a waterfall.
"I'm so sorry, Sally."
He hugged me tightly.
I cried in his arms.
"I looked for you
everywhere when I was 10."
He held my face,
his hands were so soft and warm.
"Me too.
I found out you moved a month later.
When my parents died,
I decided to find you too."
I held my face,
on his hands and stroked it.
"You were the only person in my mind."
"I think about you everyday.
After a year, for some reason,
memories of you were wiped out,
and memories of my parents took over."
"I understand.
I'm so sorry you had to go through
so much."
"It doesn't matter anymore,
now that you're here with me."
Our face started to lean
towards each other.
My heart started to race,
I feel a tear run down my cheeks,
I closed my eyes,
we both heard th bell.
We then pulled each other away
from each other, heading towards our classrooms.
What is this feeling?
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Learning To Love Myself
Krótkie OpowiadaniaA girl named Sally was born with a terrible family. She was abused, scared, and hated. She didn't know why she deserved this. She's thirteen years old now. Her parents died when she was 10. So why is she still sad, when her parents are dead? A boy t...
