Breaking Point *On Hold*

Breaking Point *On Hold*

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**Better Summary Soon** How do you deal with pain? And no, I don't mean the type of pain where you get a papercut from passing someone a paper...or when your finger breaks from playing basketball...Even from getting shot by being at the wrong place at the wrong time. No...i mean the type of pain that makes it harder to breathe. Where you cry yourself to sleep at night, sobbing uncontrollably into your pillow, hoping it mutes your cries. Do you ignore the pain? Shove it into a tight little box and put a pretty little bow on top of it and deal with it "later"? When in fact, you never do intend to deal with it. You forget about it...or try to anyway. You let it be. Day after day you feel it in the back of your mind...following you like a shadow. You ignore it for so long that soon enough...you can’t handle it. It builds and builds and builds until finally your pretty bow springs apart and your tight little box opens and everything comes crashing down and you feel all these emotions at once. All these emotions that were kept in together in that stupid little box were suffocating. And it all turns on you. All these emotions fighting each other, so you can notice them; so you can finally feel them. All these emotions coming at you; all at once. It feels like you’re in a room full of 2nd graders. All raising there hands to be picked; screaming and jumping on one another. And you’re all alone in that room that keeps looking smaller and smaller; surrounded by it all. Eyes darting back and forth; taking it all in. Trying to catch what one is saying. Being pulled in opposite directions; not knowing how to handle it all. The question is…How do you stop it before it breaks you?
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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