GONE - 11
Dear Issac,
I was on my way to class today and someone called me a loser along with other words. I didn't know who it was because they had walked away by the time I turned around but if I did, I wouldn't do anything.
Surprised, aren't you? You know I would jump at the chance to humiliate someone, I was always like that.
You still loved me though because you knew that I wasn't really like that. That was a mask I was showing to everyone except you. No one else was worthy enough to see the real me.
From bitchy and cold, I've turned icy and disclosed.
It's because of you.
Look at me now, huh? So pathetically winging and whining for you to come back to me when you're not even receiving these - I'm just writing them in this book.
Maybe I really am a loser.
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Gone | Edited
Short StoryThe first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanent...
