Help.
It's a miserable word, isn't it?
One of the most miserable in the English language. Help encompasses another miserable word.
Alone.
If you're calling for help, that means that you're alone.
But if you're alone, that doesn't mean that you're calling for help.
See the difference?
Help is also a powerful word- it's a word that can bring people together, or drive them apart.
Help, perhaps, is more powerful than love or grief.
But all three of them are one in the same- you always end up alone and
Broken.
People try to bury their pain, claiming that they don't have any of our three words, help, love, or grief.
Some hide it well, but others don't.
But if you keep our special words bottled up for too long- you're bound to explode.
And this is how our story begins.

YOU ARE READING
Untold
Teen FictionIt all started with a girl who flung herself off of a roof- and now, it's going to end with them.