Viviana Burkhart:

Viviana Burkhart:

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One day, I went walking out with my closest friends, Anna, Zion, Maddie and Pearl. We went into the forestry, where almost EVERYONE hangs out. My older sister Mackenzie showed me something she had found. It was green, like an emerald, but it wasn't one. 'Viv,' said Anna. 'What is it?' She tried to look over Mackenzie's shoulder but couldn't. 'Here.' I passed the shining light thing-a-mag-ig to her. 'Woah.' said Anna. She looked shocked. Suddenly, the ground of the forest started shaking. Anna, Zion, and Maddie fell through a crack in the floor, Pearl tried to pull them up, shouting, and I quote; "WHAT HE HAY IS HAPPENING! OH SHELL NUCKERS!" And then, it was me.
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I smiled as I watched my closest friends be happy. That's all I've ever wanted, right? Make those around me happy, but it's hard sometimes. It's hard to watch those around you be happy when you can't manage to be happy yourself. But don't worry. It'll get better, right? That's what they say. Maybe they're right. I should just trust them. Trust. I have too much of that sometimes. I guess it's a bit of a price when you wear your heart on your sleeve. It gets knocked around pretty easily. It gets scratched and torn every now and then. My brother and sister, Aaron and Malissa, have always told me that I've always worn my heart on my sleeve. I may wear my heart on my sleeve, but I can't help but do whatever I can to protect it. Closing people out is usually the best way, but that's hard when you have kind heart. If there's any emotion I can hide, it's love. Well, at least I think so. I try, okay? Doesn't mean I'm good at it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello fellow potatoes! Fair warning: This story will have some depressing themes and possibly some triggers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ALL CREDIT GOES TO JESSICA. HER CHANNEL IS RIGHT HERE: https://www.youtube.com/user/ChallengeAcceptedInc

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