During my life time I....well...I've had a lot of heart breaks. The thing is with me I get attached and will do anything for the person I love. The worst thing is for every bad heartbreak my heart cracks. Literally. My heart is literally made of glass. Everytime when somebody hurts me it cracks. To many cracks and I die... I really think it's my fault because I really get attached to the person. When I remember the relationships that really meant a lot to me... I burst out in tears. I just can't take it I've been through so much heartbreak idk where to begin. I've been through a lot. I've been through 6 marriages and 7 divorces because they end up hurting me. I'll start from the beginning where it all happened. I was barely 1200 ( 12 in earth years). I fell in love with one of my fathers soldiers, he and clicked when we first saw each other. We were crazy in love. He would always take me on walks, dates, and he was just fun to be around. He was just perfect. I never thought he would fall for a girl like me but he did and I did to. All that was about to change. One day my father was furious because the south of our world was rebelling. My father needed his army to fight and put them in place. So Cedric because that was his name, had to go fight in the south. I was sad and worried and begged him not to go but he was determined to go to prove his skills. So I had no choice but to let him. The night before he left he proposed to me and promised to come back and when he came back we were going to live out our lives together. I was so happy, that I could talk straight because of the joy. I was excited with the thought of being by his side forever. The next day that he left we gave each other our goodbyes....and I never thought that would be the last time I'll ever see him again. I waited outside by my porch for weeks waiting for the soldiers to come back. I was there day and night. My family was worried about me but I didn't care. All I cared about was to be united again with the person I loved. Then when I at least expected it. The soldiers finally came back. My eyes lit up with joy to see him again. I ran off my porch down my porch stairs to the meadow were the soldiers were coming from. When I got there I started to look and search for Cedric. I yelled his name.. But no answer. The chief of the military came with a sad look on his face. I looked at him puzzled. I asked him where's Cedric. He just looked at me and gave me a box..."that's all that's left..." I said" what do you mean where's Cedric". He said " he didn't make it". At that moment I fell to my knees and cried. I was devasted I couldn't believe it was real. I stayed and waited for 50 days waiting for him to come back but he never did.... My sister tried to knock some sense into me which it did. But I still remember him and it still hurts....

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The girl who crossed the worlds
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