"It was meant to be for you. I only ever wanted it to be for you."
Create a short story where this line is central to the opening scene.
I hate me.
I hate me I hate me.
I hate me I hate me I hate me.
I hate me I hate me I hate me I hate me I
Why am I never enough?!
Why can I not just get through this?
Why do I have to go around hurting everyone I care about?
What’s my problem?
I’m so sorry.
I’m so sorry that I can’t do this.
I just can’t.
I have no excuse,
I am not enough for you,
And I just can’t do thi...
“So . . .” Davian trails, letting out a deep breath.
“What’s up?” I ask, turning to my side in the itchy grass.
“Well,” Davian sighs, shutting his black eyes. “I think I need to tell you something.”
I nod, resting my head on the palm of my hand. “You can tell me.” I say. “I’ll listen.”
Davian lets out a small laugh, “I know you will.”
I smile, playfully pushing Davian’s arm. “So what is ...
It's been months since we talked
Yet I still have mixed feelings
I overthink things yet
I'm overthinking you
I don't know how to trust you
Again or if I need to let it go
The feelings are numb
And you're slowly fading away
I try to forget you yet I can't
It's December now and two days before a package shows up but I know who it's from
Dad says I can open it but I choose to wait
“Where did you put it?” Ken whispered hurriedly at the guy.
“Here.” The guy handed him a small box.
“Thank you for keeping it safe.” Ken breathed with relief.
“No problem.” The guy walked off.
Aji slipped behind a wall when Ken looked her way. She peeked back at him when he looked away. Why would her boyfriend be keeping things from her?
Ken slipped the box in his pocket and walked out of the...
And melted kisses.
Of all our witnesses.
Tied up with a rope,
No one comes to help.
Seeing you slip away from my grasp,
I knew you never cared,
But . . .
It was meant to be for you,
I only ever wanted it to be for you.
Even though you never come,
When I scream out in pain,
I love you.
It’s just a curse . . .
You say you'll come but then you don't
You said you'd be back but it's been five years now
Did you forget? No, I don't want to hear its too hard to come back, you just don't want to deal with the mess you left behind, that hurts dosen't it? Not wanting to see your siblings grow up. But I guess the things you're doing out there are more important. And don't try to put the blame on somebody else, ...
She stood, hands rinsed in blood, gazing at me with her innocent gray eyes. I took a step back, apprehensive as I did not know where the stairs would appear. One false step and I would end up like Sara.
She lay on the ground, in the background of the scene, head tilted away in my perspective.
I choked back a sob. "Eden," my tongue was on the edge of a scream. Maybe if I alarm the neighbo...
Gaylen and Aimee had been best friends since they were children. They grew up in the same small town, sharing laughter, dreams, and countless adventures. They were inseparable, supporting each other through thick and thin.
One sunny afternoon, Gaylen stumbled upon an old, dusty book in the attic of his grandmother’s house. Curiosity sparked within him as he opened the worn pages, revealing a magi...
my heart is gone
i gave it away
i gave it to you
and you ran it over with a mac truck
my heart has always been meant for
no other would i allow to dare peek
but i wish i had realized sooner
how much you made me hate myself
years for you to come home for me
but you didn’t
and so i stopped waiting
when you wanted me
my heart wasn’t the same
you had abandoned it
I knew that I shouldn't be snooping through his stuff. It was HIS after all. I couldn't help myself, though. He wasn't home and my insecurities got the best of me. I opened his bag to find a variety of things that I wouldn't have actually expected to find. There was a book (though I couldn't tell what the title was, since it was so old the cover had mostly rubbed off), a pack of gum, a phone charg...
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