That night, it was quite windy.
She was lying in bed when something hit her window.
It was a branch from a tree next to her house.
It made her feel sad. Even more. Life doesn't always work out for everyone.
She stood up and went to the kitchen to make coffee.
It was supposed to make her feel warmer.
But hers wasn't that kind of cold.
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Sadness
Short StoryHe was broken. She was, too. She wanted to fix him. Maybe she was the only one who could.
