We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Never wait and find out its to late

Never wait and find out its to late

  • WpView
    Reads 3
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 8, 2015
WpInfo
Fiction
Social Themes
This was made from my favorite song called alias lies hear is the link check it out right now http://youtu.be/nLh5vbBLpxI my point to making this is if you see bruises constantly on someone and you can tell somthing is up don't hesitate not even one day because you never know when that last killing blow is going to be given to them so don't hesitate tell anyone just don't wait and find out its to late
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Bruises
  • Notes
  • Open Arms
  • When He Strangled Her--a story about love
  • Be careful who you tell your Lies to
  • He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
  • Unhealthy Obsession |18+|
  • Alone With You
  • The Bruises She Hides
Bruises

(TH#3)“'If you can look me in the eye and tell me anybody has ever held you like this, kissed you like this, loved you like this, then I will let you go. I will leave and I will never come back.' And as much as I wanted to say that, yes, someone else had, I would be lying. Because nobody, not one person, had ever cherished me like he did." A father convicted of a murder, and Elsie was there to witness the entire thing. It should have left her scarred and afraid, but because of the help from Sam, a mysterious and kind stranger, she powered through it. He was her best friend, always there when she needed him most . . . Until he left her. Nearly eight years later and as Elsie finds herself stuck in a troubling situation under less-than-optimal circumstances, he suddenly comes out of nowhere again. But something has changed, with both of them. The secrets are heavier, the pain is greater . . . and what was once a friendship has turned into the roots for something more. Something that frightens both tortured souls equally. It's big enough, strong enough, to hold through, if they just acknowledge how much they need it to. Everybody has bruises . . . Some just take longer to heal than others.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines