What Feels... (#Wattys2017)

What Feels... (#Wattys2017)

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What feels like the end is never the end, my mother always told me that when I felt as if it was, indeed, the end. It sucks to be faced with something so incredibly hard to contemplate and so incredibly hard to think of when your heart and mind want two different things. Mom used to tell me that you can control your heart and mind because they are connected, I do not believe that. My heart and mind are two different beings, one that knows better and the other that doesn't. You would methodically assume that my mind knew better and my heart didn't, but, after what has happened I even question that myself. It seemed like both knew better, it seemed like one knew better, so...what's the problem? Its What feels like the end. It felt like the end a thousand times over... And, it kind of starts like this:
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"Breathing. Something I've always known how to do, yet sometimes it seems impossible. I sat in the passenger seat of a red convertible Mustang. The car belonged to my... would you call him my owner? I sat with my knees pulled up to my chest, I put my hand on the window of the car, wiping away some of the fog. My father and the guy who had just bought me, shook hands, finalizing the arrangement, as they stood on our front porch... or could you even call it that? The rain came down making it hard to see. Yes, breathing. Everyone knows how to do it, but it's normal for someone to forget how to, right? Right now, I felt as if my lungs had been ripped from my chest... or was that just my heart? My buyer ran from the porch, covering his head with his jacket. He stepped into his Mustang, and pulled it into reverse. Then with a simple movement, he turned the vehicle around and headed down the drive. I watched as my whole world slipped away." -Can't Buy Me Love *************************************** They were best friends, he was rich, she lived in a trailer. He moved away when she was 13 and then he moves back when she's 17. All her dad ever cared about was money, so for most of her life her dad had told her he was gonna sell her to a rich man, as soon as she was 18. But she wants nothing more than to be with her childhood love. Will he save her from her fate or will she get sold off to some loaded obnoxious stranger? She has secrets, he has secrets, a shadow lurks in the darkness watching her... can love even grow from that? ****** *Some mature content: Abuse and mature language*

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