Brokenstring Stories

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"Broken Strings" isn't just a story about a boy-it's a reflection of the loneliness that lives inside all of us. It's about those nights when your heart feels heavier than your body, and even your own voice feels unfamiliar. It's about the quiet kind of sadness that doesn't scream, but lingers like a shadow-following you to school, to work, to bed. The kind that builds up when the people you loved the most no longer ask if you're okay. When the memories become louder than conversations. When your favorite songs start sounding like goodbyes. This book gives voice to the feeling of being surrounded by people and still feeling invisible. Of giving your heart to someone and watching them slowly forget the weight of it. Of scrolling through old chats, revisiting photos, trying to understand where things went wrong. It explores the aching silence after a mother's last words, the numbness of being misunderstood by your own family, and the hollowness that grows when no one sees the pain behind your smile. "Broken Strings" is for the ones who stay up late overthinking, the ones who write messages they never send, the ones who light a cigarette just to feel something. It's for the artists, the introverts, the dreamers-those who break quietly. It reminds us that grief doesn't come only from death-it comes from distance, from abandonment, from memories that used to be warm but now burn. And yet, buried in the wreckage, it holds space for love. Love that was once real. Love that shaped a person's life. Love that-no matter how much pain followed-is still worth remembering. This isn't a story of hope. It's a story of honesty. Of a soul trying to keep itself alive with the only thing it knows