Intro
Losing someone you love is like a gun wound to your arm.
It hurts so bad and for a while all you can do is shout out in pain and anger. Sometimes the bullet goes right though, leaving the body numb for a while but the pain will come. Or it's stuck half way in and you can't get it out, waying you down until you wish the bullet was through your heart to end the pain. Sometimes the devil shoots you several times making the weight worse.
This happened to me. Shoot so many times. The weight was too much, my heart a ball of lead.
This is the story of a school that picked me back up again and loosened the weight on my heart. And maybe about a Boy.
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Hey guys
This is my first story on wattpad so no negative comments please ;)
I haven't given away much but just wanted to know what people think
From your friendly neighbourhood
Jellyfish
YOU ARE READING
Hidden where they'll never look
Teen FictionWhen you are being hunted down by your family's killers and every foster home the government has placed you in the murders have found you. Where is it safe to hide.
