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It's Okay to be Different

storyteller20210

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Reads 5,013
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Parts 42
Time 3h 10m

storyteller20210

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avikaplan kevinolusola kirstinmaldanado mitchgrassi scomiche scotthoying

"How do you feel?" Mitch whispers and closes the book without looking at me still.

"I feel... stronger. And my throat is kind of dry." I scratch at my itchy throat. "Do you have water?"

He chuckles. "Water won't satisfy that thirst." Within the blink of an eye, he's right in front of me, holding both of my hands. "You need blood."All Rights Reserved

avikaplan kevinolusola kirstinmaldanado mitchgrassi scomiche scotthoying

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"C'mon, lets get you home." He stood up and helped me up. We walked to my car, but before we were there I stopped. "Well at least tell me what makes you weak." He turned to look at me and for a second he looked as if he suspected something. "I mean, what hurts you most?" I walked towards him and pressed my lips against his. "You." he said on my lips. "You make me weak."

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〝he sighed, not speaking, and after some time, i heard his breathing slow down to a regular pace, and i couldn't tell if he was asleep. "mitch?" i said. he didn't answer, so i assumed he was. "i don't hate you," i whispered, then looked up to the pitch dark ceiling. "i think i might actually hold a big liking for you." 〞 mitch grassi can freeze time, and he wants to know what a snowflake looks like before it melts, so he does what he can do; freeze time. unfortunately, he didn't focus on the snowflake and rather on the blond stranger roaming the los angeles streets, bumping into somebody that was completely still and muttering a string of words mitch couldn't comprehend. [completed scomiche short story]

help me let down my guard by candieduva

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*Mitch POV* I knew something was wrong when I couldn't breathe. It was in the middle of our social studies lesson for the day, and I tried to take a breath. All that happened was worse suffocation. Being twelve, I didn't handle it well. I opened my mouth to try to speak, but all that came out was an odd sounding croak. My teacher hushed me. But someone sitting next to me looked at me and noticed how pale I looked, or noticed that tears were welling in my eyes and I was drooping. I wrapped my hands around my throat seconds before I blacked out. That was only the first instance. In the time that I was unconscious, my lungs filled with fluid and I almost died. I was out for nearly two days, and my parents really thought that I would die. I vaguely remember hearing my mom crying while I couldn't open my eyes, and my dad telling her that maybe it was just my time and they had to let me go. But then I woke up, and the fluid had been drained from my lungs. I spent a while more in the hospital, and in that time, my parents found out that I had cancer. It had been determined that I probably wouldn't live much longer, maybe three months at the most. The conversation was happening outside my room, where I was supposed to be asleep, but I still heard the whole thing. What I remember most is my mom's sobs.

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Fix Me ~ Book 1 (PTX fanfic.. KAVI) by LolXD_56

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"C'mon, lets get you home." He stood up and helped me up. We walked to my car, but before we were there I stopped. "Well at least tell me what makes you weak." He turned to look at me and for a second he looked as if he suspected something. "I mean, what hurts you most?" I walked towards him and pressed my lips against his. "You." he said on my lips. "You make me weak."