"Why does such bad things happen too the best people" she asked no one in particular.
A voice startled her from behind.
"The best people experience the most defeat and sadness because they're strong enough to break free. They just need the courage and maybe a little help along the way."
" I wish I had help. I'm all alone, and I don't think I can overcome this " she whispered
"Let me help you darling, let me be your saviour"
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts from a book I'll never write.
Teen FictionThis will be short paragraph like writings of thing so would put into a book if I ever wrote one
