Impossibly Perfect (Short Story)

"This," she explained softly, gesturing between the small gap between us. "Us. We're just too perfect to be true." "We're impossibly perfect," I whispered, giving her a small, gentle smile as I entwined her hand with my own, her small little fingers fitting perfectly between mine. Meeting h...

You're My Freedom

Yup no one likes me. I'm a burden but hey, I'm smart and I've got a future ahead of me. When I'm 18 I plan on leaving my family. Why? Maybe because my mum is so over protective I can barely breathe? Yeah, but it's okay because he teaches me how to be free, he teaches me how to let loose, He's my freedom. Things are tu...