She didn't shed tears, she sobbed.
She didn't sob, she wept.
She didn't weep, she wailed.
She didn't wail, she bawled.
She didn't bawl, she howled.
She did all of the above.
Because it wasn't just her heart that was
broken,
But her soul too.
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So I will try and keep going with this book. I know it's really sad and I'm sorry. I know for some this probably isn't very interesting. I wanted to write a book that was real. Something that would let other people know they aren't alone.
No one should have to go through hard times alone. So please if you are struggling or need someone to talk to, do so. Find someone you love or trust, and get the love and support you deserve.
It's okay if you need someone to talk to, that you don't know. Feel free to message me at any time. I will get back to you as soon as I can.
I also want to know what you guys think. Do you like the short chapters? Or should I try to make them longer? I'm always up to constructive criticism and opinions.
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The Tale of A Broken Girl
Short StoryA broken heart may heal with time. An argument between two friends may fade. A mistake may be forgiven and forgotten. But her broken, dark soul was never fixed. Her broken heart never healed. The arguments never faded in her mind. Her mistakes were...
