X: It's your birthday today, isn't it? I tried reaching out to you, even when you read alone in the library, with my favorite book in your hands. My heart told me to rush in, to scoop you in my arms and to wish you a happy birthday with all of my might. But something told me you wouldn't. That you'd shove me away and cry out on all the things I've done. I'm sorry princess. I'm sorry for all that I've done. Yet I still put a gift in your bag my belle. I followed my heart my dear. When was the last time you did?
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Short StoryI'm Mikaela Anderson, or Mikey for short. In this godforsaken world, I can be proud enough to say that I know only two people well: My mom and my best friend- Judie. So how the hell did Mr. X come into the picture? • •Conversations of a 17 year old...
