3rd person POV
Layla laying on her bed listening to her playlist on Spotify. Not knowing what to feel, every song meant something to her. But this song made her heartthrob every emotion coursing through her body, hate, sadness, love.
Every day she would do the same thing, go to high school, then go to dance team practice, and then go home and study, then eat, and sleep. She would then fall asleep and have the same dream she's had for years.
She closes her eyes and she's seeing him, the man that had died in her past, her father. He would walk to her and hug her so tight but she wouldn't feel him, all she wanted to do was feel the warmth of him and what he would feel like if he was there.
She starts crying, she then hears a soft
"Layla"
Coming from nowhere. She suddenly awakes from her dream tears running down her face, her grandma is sitting on the edge of her bed whispering her name.
"Are you ok?"
She whispers. When Layla doesn't answer she pulls her into a hug.
"We miss him too".
Hey this is my first story I have ever put out in public so give me some pointers... if anyone is reading✌❤
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Falling apart
RomanceLayla a 16 year old girl struggles with the death of her father. With the help of her sister and her old guy friend she gets through her problems.
