I couldn't sleep that night, so I grabbed my phone and put a song. This song was "holding out for a hero" by Elle Mae Bowen. Even though I didn't see the movie that went along with the song it meant a lot to me. I sang quietly along with it. Then the tears came rolling. After the song finished, I whisper, "me too." The tears hot on my face. I play the song again and really listen. I understand. I whisper into the darkness, "where's my hero?"
Story beginnings :)
By perseus_annabeth
This is a book where there are parts of random stories...they are not connected. They are beginnings of stori... More