Story 5- she rushes to the hospital, tears soaking her shirt. The call made her this way. She never
Knew he felt that pain of never being truly happy. Of never wanting anything more than to make it through the day. He always had a mask on. A smile covering his real emotions. But know she knows that pain. She felt it when she watched him take his last breath. She was holding his hand through it all. She was examining his blank lifeless expression and trying not to soak his bandages with her tears when she heard the monitor flatline. He had killed himself. And for what? He made his pain go to her. He made her feel this pain. Now she is just as cold and lifeless and she will never know happiness or love again.
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Stories for a rainy day
Short StoryThis book is for all of you that need something sad to read. I started writing these little short stories and narratives originaly for my bestriend. He told me I should publish them on here so here I am. Welcome to my book. Enjoy reading!
