Was she not good enough?
Was she lacking?
Why is she alone? Why is she afraid?
The truth wasn't about her rejecting people.
It was about people rejecting her.
Heart broken into small pieces after being blown off so many times by the people she thought would give her a chance.
How could she survive when all the world does is stab, stab, stab?
It was only at a dream that she can feel happiness.
At a dream where it can only be a fantasy.
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Passing Days
Short StoryThe story of a pessimistic girl and how her views gradually change. Copyright. Onymous. January 2, 2018