To Mend A Broken Girl

Chapter One- Empty (Thank)

(This story is dedicated to my Maths teacher, who told me to keep writing!)

"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops."~Henry Brooks Adams

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"Ah! Here she comes!"

"Hey! Hey! She's so cool!"

"I wonder if I should confess..."

"Look! Make way!"

Those were the words that I heard every time I enter these halls. Full of decorations and flowers. They were full of colours...

But even if the atmosphere is light, it was still cold.

It was still lingering with frost.

At least, that's what I think.

The once packed crowd was now separated in to two sides as I made my steps on the hard ceramic floors.

Clack clack

It was that quiet that if you drop a pin needle, you could hear it full and clear. I could just feel their gazes boaring into my head.

"Would everyone just stop!" I shouted inside.

As if on cue, a loud ring echoes the halls, scrambling all the students to their respective classes.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Everything was empty again, it was cold.

There weren't anymore laughs and chatters, it was all silence.

It was as if someone shadowed what's inside of me. Emptiness.

I didn't know why and what but I crouched down, and tried to hold back the tears. But failed.

Just like as I failed to save her.

I couln't forgive myself for it. I just couldn't.

And just like that, I was softly sobbing.

And just like that, tears streamed down.

And just like that, I cried.

That was until...

"Pardon miss, but aren't you late to class?"

So I looked up.

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I decided to make short chapters... 

I LEFT YOU HANGING MUAHAHAHA

You made it this far into the story. Thanks for giving it a chance!

Cause it means ALOT...

Everything will be explained as we progress so hold on, ok?

I'm also excited to where this takes me XD

And I put full spirit into this! HUZZA!

So thanks for reading! See you next time~

And song on the side kinda fits this chapter... I HAVE BAD TASTE ON FITTING STUFF IN OK?!

-Melo The Duck