Put your story text here...My eyes were red and I wanted to cry but I couldn't. Not here, not now. Not in front of all the other girls. So, I ran home to my only comfort-books. I grabbed the nearest one; the one that would make the pain go away. Why is it that I can't stop crying? I'm a fool for shedding these tears. It was on old book from when I was a baby. The kind with prince charmings and Happily-Ever-Afters . But those things don't exist- I learned that the hard way. My fault for believing it. I shouldn't believe in gthe stupid lies I received. All are an illusion waiting to be broken. But cant there be love? It has to exist doesn't it? I mean, despite everything that happened I still love him. I wish I didn't but you can't help who you fall in love with. If only I could stop the feelings that I have. Maybe then everything would be fine. Only then would I be able to move on. Every memory comes back to me like flipping through the pages of a book. I remember the times before he broke my heart and made me the laughingstock of the entire school. When he decided to break my heart. Nothing is the same, it never will be. I don't want to suffer and therefore I give up on love. Love to me now is a thing of the past. With a vow never to be hurt again I took a knife and plunged it into my chest, carefully cutting out my heart. I made a deal with a devil and that was all I could do. Maybe then I would be able to leave this foolish feeling. I will be going to hell but hell is nothing compared to the pain that he put me through. I placed my heart in an intricately carved wooden box. The hole where it used to be filled with hellfire. Never again shall I be cold or hungry. I would not feel love toward anyone. No one would make me feel love nor would I be attracted to anyone. It would be a bliss to be. None of my stories were like this and for good reason. No one wants to hear a story of a desperate heartbroken girl. I fell asleep with nightmares. In my sleep I dreamed of a chase. As soon as I came to a clearing he stood there. My fear of love sprang and I awoke. My nightmares were all about him. When will it end? I went to the extreme of cutting out my heart and I still can't stop dreaming of him. Maybe I sold my soul for nothing. What then? It's not like I can just take back the pact. It will kill me for I am no longer human. I just need to find a way to end the nightmares. It might take a while but it's what I need to do. Human or not I can't spend the rest of my days like this. I need answers and there is only one person I can ask for help. I don't know what to expect anymore but it's worth a shot. Who cares about the conceuences? I'll do anything to end the pain and it's possible. I must talk to that one person so the person could help. I mean what could be worse than an eternity in hell? I could not think of anything. Instead of going back to sleep I buried my face in a book and waited for sunrise.
