Before I Leave

Seems like a normal story: New school and new friends. A girl who comes from a happy home, which, at the end of the day, may not be the happiest home after all. Strict parents and the ongoing war between sense and sensibility. Sounds familiar?

Before I Leave is a story about growing up and finding your inner voice, standing up for yourself and understanding what life is really all about.

Read to find out more!

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"Are you scared?" He asked, smirking.

I crossed my hands over my chest and rolled my eyes.

"No, of course not." I answered, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

I bit my lip and tried to stop myself from blushing: it would've exposed me and my real feelings. In reality, I was scared to death.

He rose his left eyebrow and tried to hold back his smile.

"Yeah, right." He nodded, leaning closer to me. "As if I believed you." He whispered.

My heart started beating rapidly. He had never been this close to me and something about his presence made the atmosphere electrifying. I could almost taste it in the air.

I faced the look on his face bravely and locked my eyes with his.

"Fine." I snapped. "I'll prove you." And with that, I turned on my heels and ran upstairs with him following behind.

"What are you doing?" He asked when we got into my room and I walked up to my window, starting to open it. I threw my other leg to the other side of the window and turned to look at him, raising my eyebrows.

"Wait. You're actually serious?" He asked.

I flashed him an amused smile.

"Watch me."