Martin was back.
"Squeeze my hand if you're there,
Just say something to me,
please B,
I love you."
Then he started crying.
I used all my might to squeeze his hand.
then I used my might again to speak.
"I'm sorry. I love you. Goodbye."
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desserted (brooklyn's story)
Teen Fictionshe didn't mean for it to happen, she stopped eating, not because she was fat, she knew she was already small, still didn't stop her from making comparisons though. (first book in the 'small' series. based on my own experiences)
