How I felt with her in my arms. Woth her lips on mine. She is more important to me than anything in the world. She had a beautiful personality and I loved every minute I spent with her.
And I pushed her away. I told her we were nothing. She yelled at me.
Why didn't I chase after her? Why did I tell her we were nothing?
I want her to be my everything. In fact, I think she already is. Oh Shelly, come back to me.
I call her. We had exchanged numbers in the rebel room. No answer.My phone beeps. I look down. Is it Shelly?
STOP CALLING ME!!!!
I quickly text back.
But, I love you. I was a jerk and never had said those things to you. I was wrong.
No, you were right. We are nothing. I am nothing. Leave me alone. I hate you.
What am I supposed to do now? At least she texted me...but, I don't know what to do.
Shelly is the best thing that had ever happened to me. She understands everything. We click. I don't want to lose her!!!
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I Don't Believe In Fairy Tales
Teen FictionA young teenage girl learns the value of life with a young teenage boy at her side.