It was a bright morning.
One that I would never forget.
Because.
It was the morning.
That I had found out.
That.
You had-
That you hadn't made it.
They did everything.
Everything.
But.
They couldn't save you.
Why.
Why did you do it?
YOU ARE READING
The Quiet One✔️
Short Story"I'd be crying out of sadness and depression right now, but I can't because I have no tears left"