29th June 2011
I feel like my world is ending, she's in a coma, for god knows how long... Why does my luck end so badly. We were fine the past few weeks, we'd visit our tree nearly everyday, having endless and meaningless conversations as I'd place daisys in her hair, when she's read me her favourite chapter of her latest book she was reading, but now I know all those meaningless talks mean everything.
I asked her to be my girlfriend, but she seemed annoyed by me.
I asked her under our tree. She walked away so I followed her, I pleaded.
She ran
She didn't look
She ran across the road
All I can see now is the can hitting her and her falling to the ground. The sirens are the only sounds I can remember, as they took her away.
I'm sat beside her now, watching as she slowly pales, slow breaths, the soft rhythm of her heart, now music to my ears.
Please forgive me, please wake up.
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YOU ARE READING
Stockholm Syndrome
Fanfiction'Would you like me to play it for you or would you want to watch it happen again in person?' The way he emphasised 'again' made my skin crawl... 'You are a sick human being.' I swear if i clench my teeth anymore my jaw will break. I cant do anything...
