Part 18
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Dear,broken one
You almost saw me today.
But that's okay because I got the courage to help you,in a small way.
It was just something small.
You dropped your things after someone threw them on the floor.
Everyone ignored you. Except me. I helped you pick up your things and gave them to you. When I did,your pale skin touched my tanned skin.
I almost flipped out from fear. But I didn't. I actually miss how it felt. Your touch is smooth and calming.
I made sure you didn't see me though. I hid behind my black hair.
I noticed that you had those horrible notes in your binders also. I read them. I didn't like what I read. Not at all.
Why do you keep them? What makes you want to be reminded of your horrible treatment?
Even though I hid behind my hair. You wouldn't be able to see me. Your head was down,and you wouldn't look up.
I kind of hoped that you did look up and see me. Maybe I wouldn't be so scared then.
You said thank you and ran off.
That didn't help me at all. Not one bit.
I am getting stronger. But can you please help me with this and remember my compliments.
I'll try give you more. In some way,I promise I will.
Love,the scaredy cat.
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Dear,broken one(REWRITING)
Short StoryBook 1 of the broken and scared series. Dear,broken one. I can't defend you because of my anxiety ,but I will overcome my fears. For you and for me. Love,the scaredy cat. (This is a girlxgirl/lgbt+ story. If you don't like it don't read it. You...
