"No, you're too hard in yourself" I chuckled.
When looking back at her I saw her confused and obscured expression that had never gone from her face the moment we'd met her.
from that moment I knew what it really meant to be lost.
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Let it be
Short Story"Is there any thing we can do for you?what do you need?" "I wanna live" she admitted. I wrote this story inspired by the short film let it be, by Bertie Gilbert. If there's anything you can help me improve on let me know. I might change some scenes...
Looking through the labrynth
"No, you're too hard in yourself" I chuckled.
When looking back at her I saw her confused and obscured expression that had never gone from her face the moment we'd met her.
from that moment I knew what it really meant to be lost.