Unspoken Words c.h.
Words. Unspoken thoughts tore them apart. Letters. Pieces of paper neatly folded into envelopes, hoping that they will repair what they lost.
Words. Unspoken thoughts tore them apart. Letters. Pieces of paper neatly folded into envelopes, hoping that they will repair what they lost.
The doors slammed shut behind me. My heart was racing, my mind was spinning, my breath was heavy. When I turned around to face the old wooden doors, the words 'Have Fun!' Were spray painted in white. I knew these words would haunt me forever.