Her name was Ally Owens. She was almost perfect. I say almost, because no one can actually be perfect. She had flaws, but they didn't detract from her at all. They made me love her even more.
But her beauty was destroyed one day. It was wrecked when the news came flooding in.
It shattered that day, and I couldn't do anything to glue it back together. I tried to. There was nothing I could do.
The other thing was that she needed me. She needed me in the way that you need oxygen. I was her life supply. When we were separated, I hoped that maybe she wouldn't need me anymore.
But she needs me more than ever right now.
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Shatter Me {complete}
Short StoryShe was falling fast with no lifeline back to shore. I wanted to help her, but sometimes we can't save people from themselves. They need to swim a little harder, push a little harder, believe a little more. This is the story of Ally. This is her...
