Hey! My name is Mia its actually said Maya but spelled like Mia. I’m 15 and have already lived thousands of lives through writing and reading everyones amazing stories!!!!❤️❤️❤️
Hey! My name is Mia its actually said Maya but spelled like Mia. I’m 15 and have already lived thousands of lives through writing and reading everyones amazing stories!!!!❤️❤️❤️
**Chapter 5******
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Davian
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Even after I’m out of those hissing doors, and the painful doctor smell fades, I still find myself running. My lungs burn, my muscles beg for just one tiny break, and my heart . . . I don’t think I deserve to feel it thrashing in my chest. But I do, I feel my heart, I feel the burn of my lungs, and I feel my legs. Running. Existing. Alive.
I start to s...
**Chapter 4******
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Davian
_I’m sorry_. I can’t stop thinking about last night. Hearing Tommy and Allie’s voices, hearing the honest truth that rung in them. They meant what they said.
And that’s why I’m here. Why I’m walking through the cool, dark morning hugging Dad’s leather jacket around my body. There’s someone out there in the world, someone who needs to hear those two words. Even if ...
**Chapter 3******
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Davian
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Nothing was alright. I don’t even remember how I got out of the truck and into my bed. I don’t remember falling asleep, I don’t remember waking up. All I remember is the scraping sound of my car colliding with another, all I remember is the smell of coppery blood floating all around me. The part that scares me the most is that blood wasn’t just mine, it wa...
**Chapter 2**
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Davian
I gasp, fear rushing through my veins as I open my eyes. My hands tremble as search for the buckle. I need to get out of here.
I find the buckle, my shaking fingers pressing it down multiple times, before I’m able to break free of the tight belt that’s squeezing my chest.
I force the white bag, that’s exploded in front of me, out of my way, trying to see what’s happe...
**Chapter 1**
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Davian
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I’ve been told a lot of things in life. By a lot of different people. Some I knew, others were strangers. Still I listened, even when all the words I heard were breaking me down . I became aware of the fact that I was either enough or nothing at all.
It’s so stupid honestly. What boy my age ever listens to the people around him? I’m supposed to sneak out my window...
I’d never seen anything like this before. The tears, the shivering, the rocking back and forth. I mean I had seen someone cry, I had seen pain. But Lincoln? The boy who cracked the whole school up? The boy who made me feel strong, who gave me confidence?
I stare at him. My heart throbbing with this pain. The pain I felt when my cat died, the unbearable feeling of change.
When Rin called me here ...
“Why don’t you love me”
He asked, eyes filled with tears
“I can’t”
I cried
His eyes never seemed to go dry that night
It broke me
It killed me
This boy
He loved me
And maybe I loved him
I just don’t know
“I care about you”
He whisperd
“I know”
I murmured
“What do I do? What do I say. To make you smile?”
He asked
“You stay”
I mumbled
So he stayed
And that was when I realized I loved him
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“Mia,” his voice cracked. “You understand, don’t you?”
I gasp as I hold the knife inches away from my already bleeding wrist. This is number four, and I needs to be the last.
I shake my head, my hands shaking as he holds one of his out to me. “You can’t do this.” I cry softly, tears slowly tickling down my cheeks.
He keeps his hand out, his black eyes filled with tears. Tears for me. “I can,” he...
The bright glow of a light
The warmth of the morning
That’s when it all begins
That’s when I have a chance
A new chance
A chance to try
And try again
And end up feeling lost
That’s what I do with my days
I spend them
Wondering
Hoping
Maybe even dreaming
And then when the bright sun
Disappears behind the mountains
And I shut my eyes
That’s when I realize I’m worth nothing
You tr...
We’re friends
I think
I hope
I dream
You said to me
I could tell you anything
There was never a wrong time
But did you mean these words
Or are they simply a joke
To be honest
I like you
But just as a friend
And yet the idea that you might not want me
Hurts like I love you as more
I don’t, I can’t, I won’t
You and me
D and M
Aren’t something that should exist
I write stories
Using ...