on the third day, I saw him at the market. and that's when he confronted me for the second time.
the market was full of people this saturday. every stall was surrounded by the hundreds of people.
the step I had chosen to sit on this week were hidden. I could see everything but I couldn't be seen and unless you knew I was here, you'd never find me.
and that's why I jumped when he found me.
"hey"
he said.
"what are you doing here?"
I questioned.
"trying to find you"
he answered.
"what if I don't want to be found?"
and then I walked away.
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fifty-six days
Contoon the first day, I went to buy a dress. and that's when I saw him for the first time. lowercase intended short story updates every now and then WARNING: before reading, note that this book will contain mild swearing and self harm and suicide refer...
