Her Savior

She was once bright, bubbly, and ambitious, even. She had dreams, and wants. Her smile would brighten up the room.

Yet, one day she stopped, no one know the reason why. Smile ceased to happen, or if they did, they look so dead. There wasnt any shine in her eyes when she smiled. It was like a plastic doll, eyes in a daze, distant. It was as if she was always somewhere else. Her head perhaps? Or maybe a whole different world

She didnt talk much anymore, either. She gradually became more reserved distancing herself from others, fumbling for words. It was as if she was afraid to utter a word. As if doing so would lead to punishment. She always seemed unsure of herself, insecure. Her body radiated the exact opposite of confidence in its aura

She preffered to be alone, isolating herself in her room. She didnt talk to her friends much anymore. She didnt dream her dreams anymore. She didnt participate in her old hobbies anymore

Nothing mattered because she felt hopeless.

And the shine in her eyes never returned, the smiles never alive until the day he came crashing into her life

This is my first ever story its kind of cliche but please spare me, there will be a lot of mistakes because come on no ones perfect