Broken child..

Broken child..

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After me and Andy found out that I can't have kids, we decided that we wanted to foster a little boy. We looked at everyone but I just couldn't find the right person I was looking for. The last kid I looked at we only 8 years old. He looked so weaker and beaten down. Apparently he was abused before. I couldn't keep him there he needed me. bro·ken ˈbrōkən/ adjective 1. having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order. "a broken arm" synonyms: smashed, shattered, fragmented, splintered, crushed, snapped; More 2. (of a person) having given up all hope; despairing. "he went to his grave a broken man" synonyms: defeated, beaten, subdued; More
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(WARNING!: DEPRESSING CONTENT, POORLY WRITTEN: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) "I deserve just as much pain as she gives me." He said fully meaning it and crushing my heart all at once. "No you don't. You are just a broken person both inside and out and all you need is to be fixed. When you're fixed there is nothing but beauty deep in you." I told him truthfully as he looked into my eyes with his shining with tears. In that moment all I could do was feel my heart break for this beautiful boy. But something else was there and it was that I cared for him too. I was starting to fall for Andy. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I slowly leaned towards him and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but it was enough to tell him that he wasn't alone. That he had me and together we could get through this. . *Attention:THIS STORY IS VERY VERY POORLY WRITTEN!!!!!! VERY VERY BAD!!!!!!!! It's gotten more popular than I thought it would be and for that I'm embarrassed because it's not my best work. You're free to be however critical you want to be on this<3

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