Red. Just warm and red. That's all we are in the end. How do I know this, I've seen it first hand or should I say, all over my hands with not even the slightest bit of skin visible underneath it's deep dark Crimson warmth as it leaves my skin.
I feel a sudden cold come over me, my eyes closing, the sounds of the city leave me and for once in my life I felt peace, for once in my life not one thought was floating around in my head, not one more broken promise made to me and no one else can finally hurt me.
This is how I die.
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General FictionDeath of a soul that's too young to know better. This gripping story is about a young girl named Fallon trying to figured out where she's gone wrong.
