It's that feeling you get as you walk down the isle behind your mom. She's wearing an elegant, pearl dress that leaves you breathless as a child. You're walking behind holding a basket of white petals, your small hands enclosing into a fistful of flower petals. You wonder what would happen if you just ran out.
It's the same feeling. The feeling of fury, and despair.
But this time, I'm walking down the isle with David.
I'm holding a bouquet of white lilies. My eyes settled on the red carpet under my feet. What would happen if I just ran out.
I feel a tap that swarms me with pain. My eyes adjust onto mom. This time, she's in an elegant, pearl casket.
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Hey it is I, the 14 year old writer. Due to my age, you'll probably encounter many, many, and many mistakes. You might also read some really cliche stuff. Or childish stuff. I really want to grow as a writer so I decided to start a book completely unplanned. If that makes any sense at all. I don't have a plot in mind. You basically know as much as I do. There's someone named David, and Alyssa... If you read the description to this. So I'll figure out a way to make this all click. This will help me learn how to write with a really narrow amount of information. Now, I'd also appreciate feedback. I would love to know what I should fix or work on.
A reminder ; this is a Kim Seokjin Fan FIC.
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Funeral
Fanfiction"So who's this love interest David keeps mentioning?" Asks Alyssa as she touches up her red lip with a lip liner. "I met him at my moms funeral." I answer, ignoring the fact that she dropped the lip liner as she stared at me appalled. +This is an e...
