"I'm sorry," She whispered, looking down. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
He stepped forward to comfort her, but she took a step back. "What are you sorry for?" He asked softly.
"I'm sorry I'm not strong enough, that I can barely be okay, that I'm not pretty enough, or smart enough, or even good enough. I'm sorry, okay?" She murmured quietly, looking up, and showing the tears streaking down her face.
He looked shocked for a second before taking a step, and wrapping his arms around her, rubbing his hands lightly on her back, and whispering quietly in her ear. She buried her head in his chest, small sobs wracking her body.
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Beautiful Tragedies Excerpts
Teen Fictionso basically, these are just a bunch of little writing's i've written from a book i hope to write in the future, which should hopefully be called Beautiful Tragedies. but yeah, i hope you enjoy, and all excerpts will vary in length and such
