The Script I Never Wrote

The Script I Never Wrote

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You walked into a heart already shattered, thinking you could be the light that heals. But instead, you became the storm that tore open old wounds, breaking what was barely holding together. You promised salvation but left only devastation, pulling her deeper into a sea of pain. In a world where she was already drowning, you were the wave that dragged her under-turning a fragile hope into a heartbreak that was never meant to be. Writer note: English is not my first language. But I do like to describe my lame story in this language. I'm sorry is there any grammar and vocabulary error while I'm writing this story. I'm still learning. I open for criticize and idea. Last but not least, Thank you for visiting my story. ~xoxo
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What is Love? Is it merely a fleeting emotion, or could True Love truly last forever? What of the elusive Thread of Love-is it strong enough to endure the trials of time, or can it snap under the weight of despair? And what of love at first sight? Is it a genuine phenomenon, or simply a figment of our imagination? Picture this: a Girl meets a Boy for the first time, and in that moment, they discover feelings that ignite something deep within them-something they never knew existed. What is this sensation that takes hold of their hearts? But how did they come to meet? Ah, that is where the story unfolds. They encounter each other during a practice-a practice that seems mundane at first but holds the potential for something extraordinary. What kind of practice, you ask? That's for you to discover later, as revealing too much now would spoil the thrill of the journey ahead. Yet, let's not ignore the shadows that linger over the Girl. Before this moment, she was shrouded in darkness, carrying a burden that weighed heavily on her heart. Why does she hurt so deeply? Trust me, you'll come to understand her pain-and perhaps, you'll find that in the depths of their shared experiences, they may forge an unbreakable bond that even the harshest trials cannot sever. The tale is just beginning. Stay tuned, for the true essence of their story lies ahead, waiting to be unraveled.

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