Yesterday when I was washing my favourite mug in the sink I slipped it and it shattered in pieces. I turned off the water and slide down to the floor. The tears were running down my face and my hair is a mess.
When I stared into the mirror later that day I didn't reconize myself. Where is the girl I once knew? All I could see when I looked into that shining reflection was exhaustion.
I miss you so badly. Please come back. I can't do this on my own. Please. Then I realised that you were still not coming back, I lost it. I threw the mirror on the ground and It shattered into a million pieces. No one said that this was going to be so hard.
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Society Killed The Teenager
Short StoryNot everyone has scars on the outside. Many has them inside. Jane finds herself lost when one of her closes friend tried to kill herself with drugs. Jane don't know how she can help. Will she lose it or will she hold it all together? (PS: This bo...
