A/N: hey y'all lovely peopleee!! thanks for sticking with me through this story!! this is like a filler chapter cos some people... (stares at someone) has been rushing me so here it is!! it's kinda lame but i hope u love it lol ok that's all enjoy!!
108 people die in the world per minute.
My mum died on February 20, 2018, 9.50 am together with 107 other people.
I often feel comforted by the fact that she did not die alone.
But she left me and that's not a comforting fact.
At all.
I hate her for leaving me and my dad.
But I also love her. I will always love her.
I love her for those honey cakes she bakes in the mornings for my breakfast.
I love her for all those hugs and kisses she showers me after school every day.
But sometimes life's a bitch and those things have disappeared.
I miss her.
I miss her so much.
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hayli - an original story [ discont. ]
Teen FictionBroken, unconfident, dead inside - all the things that Hayli is. Whole, confident, alive - all the things that Hayli isn't. What happens when Hayli meets Shawn, the total opposite of her? all rights reserved wistfulvellichor 2020
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