Reverse Romance

Reverse Romance

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The tree groaned as the rope swung back and forth. Her hair pulled back and forth by the wind as the rope dig deeper into her skin. A small smile on her face as she felt the last of her life fall away. Suddenly the ropes cut down and she falls limp to the cold dirt seemingly lifeless. Her mind a blissful dark now wide awake in bright searing pain as she slowly wakes up days later. She failed.... now what?
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Her Wish

She was all alone now... Any previous traces of the outside world were temporarily pushed away as she entered her secret heaven, separate from everything and everyone else. Reclining slowly onto her back, crushing blades of grass beneath her, a faint sigh escaped from the eighteen year old girl’s heart-shaped lips. Gazing at the stars above and spending time alone, had over time, become her only escape of reality. This wide field of grass had become her home. The natural sounds of the crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl had become her neighbors, her friends. The tranquil flow of the river nearby, her music. And the far-off, scintillating stars, her hope. No matter how many things had gone wrong, how many times she had failed to do something, how many people had turned against her; the girl always had the option of crawling back to this secluded spot that none but her self knew of. Every time, she would crawl back here and wish upon the stars. And every night, she would wish for the same thing, over and over again. She’d wish for happiness. And she’d continue to wish, hoping that someday, someone, somewhere, would take the time to listen, that they would take the time to help make her wish come true. And one day, it did.

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