Glass. So fragile and beautiful, yet simple. Some take it for granted, a means to hold your drink or to see a view through. Others see the intricate design, the hard work and toil needed to create such a beautiful object. The thing about glass is, it takes time to make: time to design, to mold, to set, to sell and it takes a matter of seconds to shatter it. One misjudged move, one slip of the wrist and all that hard work is a million shards on the floor, and what use is then? Nobody wants anything that's broken. They want things that are whole, perfect, pure. Nobody wants shattered glass, a broken masterpiece. Nobody would want a shattered soul.
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Hey! An update!! Hopefully more soon. I only wrote this because its half midnight and I can't sleep. This chapter was basically a metaphor for how Laura feels like she is shattered and useless... So yeah... Please vote and comment so I can make more ;) love you all <3
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Adopting Laura
FanfictionBastille adopts Laura, an orphan, but she carries with her serious problems: an eating disorder, depression, emotionally unstable and has had a past that as left her scarred and unable to trust and won't open up about them. She creates a special bon...
