I've watched you for a long time, I'm no longer going to hide anymore. I stepped forward from behind the corner. Ah, there he is. He gave a quick glance in my direction. And, as quickly as he looked over, he looked away. No, don't. Look at me. As if a prayer was heard, he looked at me once more. He kept his stare in my direction, seemingly he looked like he wanted me to approach; I did. "Hi..." I mumbled. Then, I realized he was still looking in the direction I came from. What? He smiled and stood. He, then, proceeded. And, as he did, he walked right through me. No. He stopped, shivered, then once more left me to die.
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Stories for a Tainted Soul
RandomSadness, loneliness, and happiness. Short stories of the lonely and loved. Cruel fates, curses, and wishes. All from an author with a tainted soul.
