Odbuduj mi Serce

Odbuduj mi Serce

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Podszedłem do lustra i beznamiętnie spojrzałem w nie. Wysoki, chudy chłopak. Przeraźliwie chudy. Szerokie, ale szczupłe ramiona. Zielone oczy i przede wszystkim biała skóra. - Kim jesteś? - zapytałem go raz jeszcze, ale ten patrzył tylko na mnie smutnym spojrzeniem. ↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔ Aiden to 21-letni chłopak po poważnej operacji czaszki. Po trzech latach nieświadomości w końcu wybudził się ze śpiączki. Mimo to, nie pamięta nic: ani swoich rodziców, imienia, nazwiska, czegokolwiek. Pamięta jedynie ją... wyłącznie jej zmartwione oczy, lekki uśmiech i pełne pokrzepienia słowa: - Wszystko będzie dobrze Aiden... nigdy Cię nie opuszczę. Zobaczysz. Jeszcze kiedyś będziemy razem. ↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔↔ Rysunek z okładki: ribkadory.tumblr.com
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Your suicide? Oh please, daddy. That didn't change me. I'm only trying to please you, trying to be perfect. And trust me, I've achieved perfection. I ran my school. If there was a crown, I'd be wearing it. I had all the guys on top of me, all the insecure little nitwits wrapped tightly around my finger. We still have your money, so I'm rich, gorgeous, thanks to your wonderful features, my dear father, and I was popular. I was perfect beyond belief. Now you; your secret still horrifies me. Why did you take your life? Your family so dearly loved you. I will find out, just for you, and so that you will say that I'm perfect in every which way as you watch down on me. Or up at me, whatever side of your wonderful personality the Lord took. However, my father, there is this new kid. I can't seem to remember his name. He's the silent type, perfect prey for my friends and I. But he's different. In fact I have made a deal with him. He'll help me solve your mystery, daddy, on one condition; I change my ways. He's such a joke, a cute joke. Oh what must I be saying, he's absolutely insane. I don't need to change my ways, I'm perfect. If anything, I should be helping him. Oh I remember now, father. Aiden. Aiden is trying to perfect me. What a laugh, isn't it? Perfecting something that's already perfect.

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