The boys hand pinched in hers.
The pressure on her throated started to become more and more.
Slowly she felt how there grew a cut.
Slowly, but painful.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
She knew this was her end.
'Goodbye.'
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The Boy ✔ - Short Story
Short StoryA tear. No smile. A fantasy where everything seems possible. -+-+- Hi! This is my first time writing an English (short) story. Just comment if there are any mistakes (I'll be thankful!). I hope you enjoy it! -+-+- !!!NOTE: some parts could be a l...
