A Million Pieces

A Million Pieces

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You know that feeling? The feeling of something breaking; glass, a heart, your favourite toy. For Acadia Zeemin that feeling is the only one she’s felt in a long time. And she’s ready for some change. When she’s moved by social services to a new town where she knows no one, will it be a fresh start or a new disaster? The only good thing she has heard about this new town is it rains. A lot. Most girls her age , which is seventeen by the way, would hate the rain, its wet, cold, and will de-straighten your hair, but it’s the only peace she ever found, the only thing that felt good breaking.
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I can remember the fear of the tree falling in front of my car, after it was struck by lightning. I can remember how it felt, cold rain on a summer afternoon pounded on my skin as I stepped out of my car. I was headed home to my parents house after graduating college. I remember the security I felt when he showed up, and told me everything would be okay, and to stay in my car. I remember the rain stopping and him getting to work removing the tree. I remember when his gray eyes looked into my green ones, as he woke me up to tell me it was clear. I remember my heart never beat the same after him.

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