Days have passed, Carl and me started to get closer. Days turn to weeks, weeks, turn to months. Im really happy that I have a boy/friend sometimes I actually open up to him whenever I feel mad, sad or happy. But he always asked me one question "whats your past?" Thats the question i hated the most, my past is terrible, I dont want to talk about it ever again. But Carl did'nt stop from asking he knew that there is something about my past that cause me to be like this cold, expressionless, and blank, I wanted to open up but I cant, I dont want to look weak infront of him. No one sees the sadness in my eyes and all weight I carry deep inside, no one know how much strength it took me to hold my breathe so that my weakness wont show. No one does. And no one will. They will only feel the way I feel when they are on my shoes. But no one will ever waste there time to be on my shoes thats the truth that really hits me hard.
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AdventureThis story is about a girl who feel suffocated and cant breathe. No not a breathing problem. She cant breathe because when she breathe her weakness will show and she hated it, she hated to be weak. She hates to show her weaknesses because she thinks...
