As I fell, I regretted everything. I regretted yelling at my dad. I regretted not being able to have an eternal smile.
Wind rushed through my hair, and a terrible sensation traveled through my body. I knew I was going to die. And I hoped I had a painful death. I deserved one. Yet again, tears flowed down my face, drifting into the night sky.
"I'm coming dad," I said. "I'm coming to see you."
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Smile
Short Story"I just smile." A girl knows no other than to smile, abandoning all other feelings. But will you really be happy, if all you do is smile?
