ι ғelт ѕo weaĸ,
ѕo нelpleѕѕ.
нe waѕ cryιng.
нe ĸepт ѕayιng
"ι'м ѕorry. ι'м ѕorry. "
ιт waѕn'т нιѕ ғaυlт.
нe doeѕn'т need тo cry ғor мe.
ι нυng мy нead ιn ѕнaмe.
мoonlιgнт waѕ υpѕeт ғor мy ѕaĸe.
нe waѕ cryιng вecaυѕe ι waѕ нυrт.
ι тrιed тo ѕтand υp agaιn
вυт ғaιled once мore.
ι тrιed agaιn.
ғaιled.
agaιn.
ғaιled.
ғaιled.
ғaιled!
ι ѕaт on тнe ғloor.
мy legѕ were nυмв.
ι coυldn'т ғeel тнeм.
мoonlιgнт crιed even мore.
ιт waѕn'т нιѕ ғaυlт.
ѕтop cryιng ғor ѕoмeone lιĸe мe!
ι мanaged тo мove мy legѕ
вυт ѕιмply тo crawl.
тнaт waѕ all ι needed.
ιт тooĸ мe a wнιle вeғore ι waѕ ғace
тo ғace wιтн a мan
wнo waѕ вlυввerιng lιĸe a cнιld.
ι gave нιм a genтle ѕмιle
aѕ ι wιped нιѕ тearѕ.
"ιт'ѕ alrιgнт. " ι ѕay
aѕ ι paт нιѕ нead.
мy тнυмв careѕѕeѕ нιѕ cнeeĸ.
"yoυ ѕнoυld вe υѕιng тнoѕe тearѕ
ғor тнoѕe wнo are dead
noт вeaтen and alιve. "
нe gιveѕ мe a тιgнт нυg and ѕoвѕ
even мore.
вυт тнιѕ тιмe, нe'ѕ leттιng мe
ĸnow тнaт нe'ѕ alrιgнт
and wιll alwayѕ care
wнιle ι aм ѕayιng
тнanĸ yoυ ғor carιng.
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A Smoking Illusion
Short StoryMy life isn't something you would want. Instead of waking up to hear birds singing in the morning, I wake up to hear glass shattering every time mother and father get into a fight. I get hit for little things too. School is nowhere close to what cou...
