She gazed at the pills in her hand, unsure if she should swallow them and end her life. Not sure if she'd break the hearts of her loved ones, or her fans. Or, break the heart of her lover. Unsure if she'd show weakness.
Her life is in her hands. She either swallows the pills and rest in peace, or keep living and break down slowly.
Her life flashed in her eyes. Memories. Sad and happy. Exciting and heart breaking. Lovely and scary. Her brothers. Her best friends. And most importantly. Him.
She put the bottle down, and crawled to her diary, scrapbooks, and bracelets.
She grabbed her diary and opened it to the first page, the start of a brand new year, and, a brand new, love.
Dear Diary,
YOU ARE READING
Changed (COMING SOON)
Mystery / ThrillerWords cannot describe. "No one breaks her walls." "She's not gonna fall for any tricks." "She'll never break." "She's a strong girl." They said. Well what if her walls are already teared down? She might've fell for someone's tricks? Maybe she's alre...
