How I Lived
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  • Reads 148
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 9
  • Time 40m
Ongoing, First published Jan 04, 2012
There's a saying about life, about how life shouldn't be measured by the amount of breathes we take but by the moments that take our breath away. I never really understood what it really meant until I met them, until I met him, until I learned to live.

My name is Veraldaine and this is the story of how, by escaping my past, I found refuge. How my life of fear and pain bloomed into one of hope. This is the story of HOW I LIVED.

~This is my first story. I hope you like it.
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You Are Mine

17 parts Ongoing Mature

I was enduring a feeling which I determined to never let happen, I was feeling suffocated in the web of something unexplainable, I was getting lost for the beauty of heart not knowing how to take care of it. I was longing for something too fragile, gentle, delicate knowing that it can get broken by being with me. "He was my safe place without me realizing it... he was my savior even before i met him, he was the person i dreamt about without recognizing it, he was the love in a heart where there was no hope of any emotion, he became my only family making me remember the love i lost with my parents." I wanted to keep her in my world, hoping our combined colors would blend into a beautiful sky filled with stars, a moon, and endless happy moments shared between us. She felt like my destination, a place where my mind could finally be at peace, free of thought. In a world where I felt defined by my parents' expectations, she felt like my own reality.