Without hesitation, her grip on Gretel’s pinky loosened, and she ran after the red ball that rolled further and further away on the rough road.
Giselle squatted down, hands closing in on the ball.
She felt the rubbery surface of the toy,
The way it squeaked when she squeezed it.
And then she rose in triumph for being the hero—
The hero everyone would be proud of—
Her brother would be so proud of her—
She would be loved by everyone—
FOR ONCE BUT—
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[Xander]
No.
No—
This is not happening.
Heavy…my legs are so heavy. I can’t hear Rose over the phone.
I didn’t even have enough money in my wallet to take a taxi to the hospital.
Running—
I’m running as fast as I can, but it’s just not enough.
It’s not enough.
Fuck…I’m pathetic.
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-Slowly-
When our eyes met—I saw the fear.
How did I appear?
The fear in his eyes,
Nothing will suffice.
“Chip?”
His gaze sought everywhere but mine—
Will he be fine?
But I,
Cannot lie—
For there is no time.
“Where is Giselle?”
“D-Did you run here?”
“Yes, but where is Giselle?”
“She’s in the emergency room right now, they said she’ll be okay—“
“What happened?”
“Gretel can’t talk. I think she’s in shock—“
“Okay, let’s go.”
He brought me away from the entrance, into white washed walls containing air with the pungent smell of hand sanitizer—
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Baked Love
Teen FictionChip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or wi...
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