Dear Diary,
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Mal pressed her pen against the blank page, awaiting the moment her shaky hand began to move. Her heart was hitting her chest so hard, Mal thought it would break her ribs and rip apart her skin in just a few more minutes.
Her heart twisted and sunk with nerves as I sat in the shared desk that belonged to her and Evie. The white light enveloped her, coldly, as she shook. Her breaths came in sharp pants and she tried to gain control, but nothing was working.
"I... I... I can't do this today..." she decided quickly, slamming the simple earthy hued cover book.
Slowly, the panic and anxiety attack flowed away, and yet she still shook. Her eyes, closed and aimed towards her clasped hands, slowly opened. Trepidation swelled through her as she slowly raised her eyes yet again to the steadily shining light.
The blonde threw her head back against the chair and let out a cry for help.
But nobody was there to help her.
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfiction╰┈➤ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ⁱⁿˢᵉᶜᵘʳᵉ, ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ; ᵂʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵐʸ ᶠᵘᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵉᵉⁿᵃᵍᵉ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ¡! ❞ The tears flowed unchecked down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. She was too sad to cry out or wail, she just stood there as still as a statue while the magnitude of her loss s...
