This Town

This Town

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17:30 del pomeriggio. Tutto è normale in questa piccola cittadina dell'Irlanda chiamata Golden. "vieni, seguimi!" disse la piccola Anna correndo sull'erba fresca. le piaceva stare lì. soprattutto se c'era il suo amico ad accompagnarla. "non so.. ho paura dei posti abbandonati." rispose il piccolo NIall. "ricordati che con me non avrai paura di nulla. mai." esclamò la piccola Anna prendendogli la mano. ed era vero. Quel luogo era quasi magico, incantato, uno dei posti più belli di tutta l'isola. Il verde avvolgeva quasi tutto, anche le mura dell'abbazia. Anna amava pensare che fosse un castello abbandonato, e amava sentirsi una principessa. Anna aveva sette anni, e conosceva Niall da praticamente tutta la sua vita. Lo considerava quasi un fratello. Ma ben presto le cose cambiarono.
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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