Laughter filled her ears as she looked around the cafeteria trying to absorb the happiness radiating from every individual.
The more she focused the more the darkness circled her. Holding her with its hands digging into her soul bruising her all over again.
Opening up the closed wounds once again just to be stabbed there one more time. Just to revisit those places she has closed doors of.
Relive those moments she had buried deep inside her. They made that girl she killed 3 years ago come back to life.
The only thing that bothered her was
What did she ever do to deserve this?
~Love, Anonymous
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Love, Anonymous (The Letters)
Teen FictionHer eyes held innocence, fooled were the ones who got lost in them those lips, she was a sinner in the most saintly way. She was a death wish in the name of love. She was just a girl. Made of poison coated in sugar. *** Whe...
