Short Story

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There once was a girl. Below average looks, below average height, but she was all around an average person, with a strange attitude. Respectful, responisble, caring, obedient. She was every parents dream child.

  She was on the perfect path. Honor student. Straight A's. She had people looking up to her, and they still do. She had never strayed from the path she was set on, until she met him. The stranger who her best friend loved.

   The stranger spiked her interest, but she knew she had no chance if she was going to be boring. So she, being young and naive, strayed from her path. That perfect path, set for her, going straight for a better tomorrow than today.  She changed... for him.

    They began to talk. The beautiful stranger turned out to be a thief, for he stole her heart, and, soon after, she borrowed his. They had amazing times, laughing and being together, they fell harder each day.
 
  One day, a fight began. Then more followed, but they remained strong, or so it was told. Little did everyone know, the girl cried herself to sleep every night, feeling broken. The next day she would wake up, delete the messages, and smile because it was a new day, and she would see the love of her life. The person who brought light into her dark eyes.
 
    This is what she believed to be love. This is the only love she has ever known. It was foreign to her, and she didn't know what to do. So she stayed.

   One day, her mind changed. She knew she was deeply in love with the stranger who lead her to venture off the path she followed. Who showed her new adventures, let her explore and enjoy life with him, but one day she couldn't take the fighting. She made a stupidly rash decision, that she would ultimately regret for the rest of her life.

   The stranger was gone. No traces left of him, and the girl was lost. She was looking for her path, and maybe she would find the beautiful stranger again. He left her, far from her path, and she was lost... She sat there every night wondering why she was stupid enough to fall in love...
 
     She returned his heart, and the beautiful stranger was all better, but she only borrowed his. He stole hers, and had no intention of giving it back. If you listen closely while you're in a forest with no path, you can hear the girls heartbroken cries, carried by the wind, through the trees, and in the calls of the animals.

***I know this doesn't have anything to do with BSV,  but I was thinking of starting a book of short stories, and this is just something for you guys to check out, sooo tell me what you think, and if I should start writing some short stories ♥
I'm really grateful to anyone who gives me feedback and stuff, I  love you guys, & I'm going through some tough times right now...
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