hello reader
this is my eighth week in college and i'm literally cursed.
when i entered my dance class today, everybody but rose was watching me walking.
like i was faking it.
or fall down every second from now.
which made me mad.
rose: you look so upset, what's up?
me: be honest, would you dance with me even when i was healthy?
rose: yes of course
me: don't lie to me!
rose: i'm not lying, your illness is not a problem!
me: then what is?
rose: what do you mean by that?
me: and what do you mean by that?
rose: do not answer me with the question!
me: didn't you just do that?
rose: shut up you little piece of shit!
me: not before i die
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Boy
Short StoryHarry's paralyzed. But he's still trying to walk. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
