"What are you so afraid of?", a gentle whisper echoed through the room. Lips trembling I slowly answered, " people " . Looking down I then stood up and left the room my shoes clicking on the ground every step I take. I never wanted to be in this type of condition I'm in now. But I no matter how hard I try . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I could never have the strength to face the fact that I should forget the pastAll Rights Reserved
1 part