Historias de Sad-endings

"You don't understand, you've already lost me!" She screams at the adolescent boy. "What do you mean Carlie, what are you trying to say?" His eyes fill with the tears he holds back, he couldn't lose her like he lost Rosie. He won't let her slip right through his hands, he couldn't lose her. "Harry, the truth is you never had me in the first place. It was a game, it was all a game." He gives her a confused look, "What? This whole time, you were just playing a character? Well, who are you today?" He sickly laughs and lets the tears fall. "I'm Carlie, the real me. I-" She takes a step forward and he backs up, "don't, don't you dare." "Harry, I'm so sorry." "You know what, I'm sorry too." She tries to take another step forward but he backs away once again. "Harry, don't, please!" She pleads with the half broken boy in-front of her. "Just one question. Did you ever, for even a second, think you might actually love me?" He looks down then back up, but before she could answer he stopped her, "You know don't even bother, I don't think I could handle the answer." With that he runs off into the darkness leaving Carlie to cry alone. "I did Harry, I actually thought I might."

there's so much stars out here tonight, shinning as bright as they can, but every bright star has their very own story that has been told before, allow me unfold the hidden stories that were stored away. [throughout the story, the words will be lowercase.] a short story filled with hidden stories just for you.

Nothing but published drafts of the short stories I'd write. (Nothing in this context is personal.. except the last part- yet to be published!)