Prologue

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     A lot changes when tragedy Happens. The way in which you see others, or how others see you. There is no way to avoid tragedy, no way out the many miseries and heartbreaks it brings you. There are ways to forget it, but it only numbs the dwelling pain momentarily. And forgetting isn’t always moving on, is it? The pain will always find itself flooding back and bring you heartbreak over and over. I thought I was going through pain during my breakup with my boyfriend of three years. I was so wrong. The pain I felt then was a different kind of pain. A pain that was only temporary. I moved on from that pain, but the pain now, the memory of it will always be there. Ghe pain now is not even comparable to the pain then. I’ve never been familiar with this kind of pain. The pain that every time you look at a person, reality stabs you in the heart. Reality that there is a chance of losing them. Losing them forever. The person who always used to light up the room, just by walking through the door. The person who would die inside just by seeing someone else hurt, then would stop at nothing until they feel better. The person who you love so dear, and couldn’t imagine life without them. For me, that person is My little sister, Lilian.

Authors Note- So I'm not exactly sure if this is any good at all, so I'm just going to post itand see if I get any reads... So since this is just the prologue, the other chapters will be a lot longer than this one! The prolouge is probably really confusing so if anybody is an editor, can you please edit my book?!! Thanks!

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