Bruised and Scarred [short story]

"mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the greatest fool of all? must be the girl who can't stop crying, or the girl who kept on trying."

Hope is a four-letter word, one that embodies the light within us.

Sometimes, that light will fizzle out, leaving us in complete, utter darkness, where we only have ourselves and our demons.

I thought that the absence of my hope signified that I would never be rescued from the depths of my depression.

That is, until he came.

[a short story about hope]
[possible trigger warning]