Broken Heart's

Broken Heart's

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This is my very first story. I hope it goes well. Maybe you'll get series or just one book, depends on the script and ofcourse the readers. So here goes nothing. 。 。 。 'It was all dark and I could see nothing in front of me, I kept on running from God knows what, not stopping once to catch my breath. Then I heard it, the shouts and laughter from behind me. As the sound neared my heart sank, yet having no energy my feet ran faster than b efore but again just like the last time I stumble and fall. I turn around just in time to see them ascending on me. They're faces gleamed from mischievous scary smirks. Surrounding me yet again in a circle and standing there laughing at me.' Ashlynn Amos Juan, an eighteen year old teenager who had no idea her life would take such a drastic turn two years ago on her sixteenth birthday. Not expecting at all to see such turn of events just because of her single unintentional mistake. _________________________________________ *MADE CHANGES* ____________________________
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"I'm fine," I state rather bluntly. "You don't look fine." "Then stop looking." He chuckles, and damn does he. His voice is dessert for the ears, his face is candy for the eyes. If I wasn't so pissed off I might've swooned over him. "How can I? When an angel is so close to me," He smirks. I fully turn myself towards him this time. "Were you there? That night?" I have to know before I think about him in the light any longer. "No." He doesn't even hesitate, "But my father was," "If I may ask, what in the hell prompted him to take my brother from a car accident?" He plasters on a tight-lipped grin, a small tick in his chin. "That's the thing, Hermosa, that night was everything but an accident." (Beautiful) --- This is a small intercept from Beautifully Broken. If you decided to read it I hope you enjoy!

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