Chapter Seven: Hope.
Summer had mostly always been alone, but not because she wanted it to be that way. She never had a shoulder to cry on when she needed it the most. No, she never had that, but it was okay. She could take care of herself.
But as soon as Summer laid eyes on the broken boy with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, she knew she wanted to be his friend. He made her feel happy like she could finally breathe after being held under water for so long. Like she wasn't drowning anymore.
He gave her hope. Hope she never thought existed.
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Short Story❝Grief and sorrow will always be near you, but it must not destroy you.❞ In which a broken girl and a broken boy were lost in a world full of agony. *** [completed] #86 in short story ; Broken Hills. copyright © 2016. all rights reserved.
