"Where are you taking me?" I snap at the man. He doesn't answer me. Tears bubble in my eyes, and I blink then away. I can't cry now. I have to be strong.
The man pushes the front door open and he leads me into his front porch. I wait for him to shoot me, but the gunshot never comes. The man sets down the gun. What his he doing?
The man stands in front of me. Suddenly, he shoots a hand at my chest. His hand goes right through the spot where my heart should be. I scream in agony. When he pulls his hand out, I gasp. In his hand in my heart.
My glass heart.
"What are you doing?" I question him, with fear in my silver eyes.
"This is the only way they won't use you," he explains.
"NOOOOOOO!" I scream as he raises his hand in the hair. I watch as he throws my heart on the ground. It shatters into a million pieces.
I fall to the ground.
My eyes close.
And they don't open back up.
Ever.
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To Break My Heart
Short StoryI don't want to spoil anything, and I know I will. So just read it. ;)
