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My body was spread on the grass lawn 4:13 pm at school, the thought of putting myself on an old coffin, and digging my grave six feet below the ground left small bumps in the hairs of my hand,
while focusing my eyes on the sky, flared with orange, pinkish-red, and blue colors, a tall man with brown hair interfered my vast imagination. I was about to scowl and my eyebrows were already furrowed, and merely realize its you as the thought still sinks in.
"uhm...stand there" My body froze in terror when i speedily followed your command... i don't know what to do.
"I... I just wanna say sorry."
That words left small bumps in the hairs of my hand and it just felt leaving me in complete confusion forever.
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Proză scurtă❝...because i am worthless, useless, too much for you or for somebody you said.❞ BASED ON TRUE STORY✅ {FEATURING HARRY STYLES} ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2016 Christine Octoso
