"Hi."
"Hey."
"You feeling better?"
"Slightly.."
She gave him a half-hearted smile to reassure him. In truth, she didn't feel better, but she didn't want to tell him that, so as to make his efforts seem useless. Because he made her feel better. But her brain was still nagging at her.
She felt as if she was spiraling into an endless hole of despair. A sea of depression. The waves were crashing over her head, trying to stop her from breathing.
"Help."
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Mano
Historia Corta"Hey there. What's wrong, little one?" "Mraown." A cliched, yet, sweet story of a girl who meets two beings who change her life in the best way possible.
