Depressing One Shots

I Was But A Sentence

A/N:
hey everyone! i'm going to post my other one shots which are slightly depressing in here so that my account is tidier. later on, i will probably make a different form of one shot story. i just need to be organised.
enjoy!
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Hey readers!

I'm terribly sorry, but this is going to be my last blog post forever.

It was all going so well with him, but maybe just a little bit too well. We went on dates, we held hands, we cuddled, we kissed, but now it's all over.

Once I saw the way he looked at her, I knew it was over.

I'm broken inside. He was my life, my soul, my heart. That has now been taken from me. I am left with no other choice but to run away to another country.

I'll have a new name; a new identity. I'll dye my hair from my natural blonde, which everyone is jealous of, to the darkest brown you could imagine. My new life will start in the lovely city of London, all the way in England. They'll call me the new girl in town!

Why did he have to leave me, though? Was it my fault? What did I do?

These are the questions I will be left to ask myself. Although I'll miss my family and friends, this is definitely for the best.

I'll be missing. To make everyone think that I'm dead, I'll leave a bit of my blood on an old piece of clothing. I'll leave home - everything I've ever known - behind. University will be great. I can get a degree in something and get a job in a cafe.

What will my name be? Remi. I'll be Remi Manners.

Everyone will forget I ever existed.
He killed me. I don't understand why he had to, but he did.

There is nothing of the old me left. He took all of that with him.

I was but a sentence in his story. She was an entire chapter, and I was but a sentence.

I am never anything but a sentence.

Goodbye.