When I started I used to feel sad about myself because of someone else... because of my classmates, because of my friends, because of my crush... and now that I've grown I think it was not so bad: the wrong thing was not exactly in me, it was on our relationship, so we just take distance and that's it, no problem anymore.
Well... or no problem anymore until I realized: since some time ago, I've been hating myself just and only for me. There's no one else to blame.
Author's note
I think I should say sorry before continue. I know that I left this story aside, without any explanation, without any idea of final. But I'd like to express than I'll do my best to continue this story. Hope you like it.
-A.
YOU ARE READING
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Short Story"I found a notebook and I'm afraid to see what's inside..." By: antactic_princess No copy or adaptation is allowed. All rights reserved.
