She was like anyone else, truly she was. She had friends, she had a fashion, she had hobbies, she had worries and she had memories. That was the worst part... - memories -
Everyone had at least one memories one little reminder of a past event that haunts them. I have one, you have one. And she had 1000. Most of wich she would relive, everyday. You see, she was inlove with somone and the only problem was that she didn't know who.
There was her ex boyfriend, a funny, cute boy. And kissing him felt right and she loved him. She loved him so much. She would dream about him, sing about him and he would make her smile. But he also made her cry, a lot.
She didn't like it but she wouldn't stop it. She would let herself hurt because of this boy. And we'll call him Curse.
Now the second guy was a boy that she was obsessed with, he was beyond attractive. But she once told him about what she thought of him and he told her that he loved her, when she knew that he didn't even know her. He didn't know her favourite colour, or her favourite band, or food, or song or anything. And she hated that he was always trying to make her jealous by flirting with other girls on his table and flirting with her best friends. He was there entertainer. So we'll call him Jester
The third boy, she really liked. It was her best-friend. She could pull double chins infront of him, she could sing infront of him without feeling uncomfortable and she could cry on him without feeling week. So we'll call him Shoulder.
The fourth boy was a little different, he was the only person who knew her screws before anyone else. But no one else knew him, you see this person was what you would call a ghost. But she loved him, he would make her smile and laugh and he would tell story's about his children and wife and she would just sit there for hours talking to this 'figure' that only she could speak to. He had an amazing past that he enjoyed telling her so we'll call him Story.
So they are the four, deadly, viscous and vital heartbreakers.
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