The True Shape of Your Heart
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I made this story when I was literally in 4th-5th grade leave me alone (unedited and raw from years ago)
A triangle, rectangle, or maybe a pentagon love suddenly got tangled up by a couple of bullies who decided to butt in and recently got close to the main character. Now it up to her to break the shapes of love and make the worlds most toughest decision.
Her parents randomly died at the age of 31 when she was still a little kid and was kidnapped at the age of 10. Tortured with the most painfullest weapons, left with a horrible mark on her shoulder, she somehow manage to escape on her own with the wounds pieced deeply inside of her. As she was running, she stood there for a while and whispered to herself " even a thousand stabs with the knife wouldn't even hurt as much as love." And that, is just only the beginning of the story.
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