A Short Story
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One of the shortest stories I've ever experienced was the story of my life ~
The smell of autumn resonates in my memories. Pumpkins, funny costumes, the smell of apple cider, lots and lots of delicious food.
As I laid under the tree with my lovely sister, I hummed silently along to her singing. It was our song, our song we wrote as little kids. I reached out to touch her but she would feel nothing but a shiver go down her arm. I traced her arm with goose bumps and cold.
I wish I could tell him one last time that I loved him. So so much...
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Hello, unexistent readers, this story was written by me and a way to remind myself of all the wonderful things in life to live for. I do get sad and depressed often as well as anxious. But my family, friends, and all the others in my life help me get through all the rough days.
I also wanted to publish this to let anyone struggling to talk to someone, whether it's your family, a friend, a teacher, me? You need to talk to someone if you have bad thoughts or just to relieve your stress. Love Morganna or MJBeiro.
(c) MJBeiro
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