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Locked Hearted Men (on going)

Locked Hearted Men (on going)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 18, 2013
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Josh is a normal 16 year-old boy, living a normal life, having normal friends, and what he thought was a normal heart This story is about his lovelife and the challenges he conquered along the way; the girls he fall in love with, the hardships that he went through, and the things that make his heart jump.. And he thought that giving all his love to the girl he loves.. is a big factor for the girl to stay and spend forever with him.. This story is also about the heartbreaks that he experienced, conquered, and moved on.. And he thought that locking his heart, meaning that he won't let anyone enter his heart, would be a way for the heartbreaks to lessen and go away and start to move on Then, one day, he discovered that he has a heart disease.. And anytime he could die.. The doctor said he has 4 months to live.. He promised to himself that he won't fall inlove anymore; That he will cherish and spend his last days with his friends and family. He never thought that maybe he could fall with one of his friends because he is a very appreciative person and can easily fall to a girl that he always hang with.. Then, one of his friends, *toot* falls in love with him. *toot* confessed to Josh exactly one month before he dies. *toot* is so damn crazy in love with Josh and so is Josh too.. Josh even loves her ever since the day that they met.. After a week, 3 weeks before he dies, Josh and *toot* become Bf and Gf Josh doesn't want to tell *toot* that he has a Heart Disease.. Cause he is afraid to lose *toot* and at the same time.. He is afraid to get hurt because it might.. It might speed-up or shorten his life limit and instantly die right before *toot*'s arms.. So he is left with 2 statements, that can change his life, in mind.. Tell *toot* that he has a heart disease and Die in the arms of *toot* or.. Leave *toot*, break her heart, go away and leave the country, and never say *toot* the reason..
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