Broken Gaze
"Charlotte.. There's something we need to talk about." I already knew what he was going to say, but I couldn't bring myself to admit it. This couldn't be happening, not to me, not now. Fear was clenching my chest in it's icy fists, it turned into ice in my throat and it became difficult to breathe. Was I going to have a panic attack? I tried to swallow but couldn't. "I have to leave.."

Stichwörter: 
Edgar Allen Poe, Poetry, sad, suicide, break up
Beiträge und Kommentare
Wichtiger Beitrag
Gelöschter User

Nicely done. And yes, I liked it. I know some people insist on a happy ending but that's not real life. A story that has a purpose doe not have to end happy. It has to end well. And some of the books and stories that have stayed with me the longest have tragic or otherwise horrible endings.
good story.

Lions

1 Kommentar
Nostalgic Shadows

she just fell asleep, brov. You can't die from melatonin

Um eine optimale Funktionsweise zu gewährleisten, verwendet unsere Website Cookies. Durch die Nutzung der Website stimmst Du der Verwendung von Cookies zu. Mehr Infos
OK
Top of page
Kein Miniaturbild Entfernen Bitte wähle einen Grund aus Bitte gib die Stelle im Buch an. de de_DE