Hey, its me!
So guys Im back. I have decided to try and write a story. Below is the prologue.
Eternal Breath.
How can you tell if someone is living? Is it the air you breath? Is it the movement of their body? Is it the movement of their eyes?
I didn’t know either, I was just a guesser, and I still dont know.. I didn’t know but I fell before I should have. I met him. He looks sweet, normal, but I realized that he wasn’t, he was haunted, it would be bitter sweet to like him, to even love him, but I did. Little did I know that he was hurt by everyone. He knew that he should not interact with anyone, so then why did he interact with me? His instincts were to kill, or the very least, leave the person or thing there to die. His caramel colored skin showed off the sun in the summer but reflected the cold, bitter winter. His mousy brown hair, just barely covering his eyes. I knew I was falling for him, but it was just to late. I was a goner. He had a smooth voice, an angelic face, perfect brown eyes, like a rich dark chocolate. He had a way with me. I knew some of his secrets, but he knew all of mine. He stayed up late one time with me once when I had had a bit to much to drink. Yes I know, sixteen year olds should not be drinking, but I was in a dark time, it was hard, very hard for me to be the nice gentle child I was. It does not matter now. I am better now and the best I can be is to be free.
Trust me this may not be finnished but I'm going to try my darndest.
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