A heart.
Being broken.
It had a million scars on it.
My painting is finished.
"I like it" Isobel said.
"Uh, thank you?" I replied.
"So what up with the hearts and the love poems?" she asked.
"Nothing"
"Oh, come on. You know I don't fall for that.
I was just testing you, child.
Be careful, Hannah. Don't get too happy about him."
"I won't. Its just a crush, Isobel. Relax"
"Oh, I know. It's just the ending of a crush that I am worried about.
You know, the actual crushing part-"
"ISOBEL!"
"Sorry, sorry. Anyway, I was thinking we can go out today!"
"Where?"
My favorite place.
The cemetery."
YOU ARE READING
Hannah (Book One)
Mystery / Thriller"call it haunting, but I call it saving." {disclaimer: i wrote this when i was very young, so don't mind the errors and what not- its not perfect but i'm glad people enjoyed it (: enjoy it now if it's your first time:) }
