"Jamie, please.Come with me." He didn't move. He didn't speak. He barely even breathed.
"Please." I whimpered. I was being cruel in a way, but I was helping him. "You cannot stay forever. Remember we used to talk about flying out of the nest and venturing on to better and happier places."
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Story by ErinKavanagh_
The Broken One.
Create a story,
about someone,
who tried, who cried,
who fought, and who listened.
So I did. Not about me...