Story cover for I'm Short You're Tall, So What.  by ShaneekaBarnett
I'm Short You're Tall, So What.
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Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2017
Chisanna Grande isn't your typical go out, spontaneous person. She despised people and was anti social. Her mother owned a floral shop which was their only source of income, her father abandoned her mother when he found out she was pregnant with Chisa. 

Her mother being a single parent, struggled in her pregnancy and managed to give her a good life without a dad. Chisanna hated when people try to get close to her and has always avoided talking with them. She loved Solitude and weirdly, this girl enjoyed being at a cemetery. Most of the students at her high school found out and avoided her the more, she got names like a witch, weirdo, and for some reason a Bitch. 

She detested human beings. Chisanna has always kept her heart locked until someone whom found her interesting wants to open this very broken and protective heart.
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In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨