It was after cheer leading practice that he approached me
Bright green hair
How I hated the colour green
It was the colour of his sweater when he died
But I didn't think of that then
No warning bells went off inside of my head
My dark, messy, tangled spaghetti strands head.
YOU ARE READING
Due To You We Cease To Exist
Short Storywe had everything then someone took it all from us we no longer have everything in fact, I now have nothing we cease to exist Goals: 10 reads: ✔️ 50 reads: ✔️ 100 reads: ✔️ 200 reads: ✔️ 500 reads: 750 reads: 1k reads: 10 votes: ✓ 50 votes: ✓ 100 vo...
