She was all over the place. Her world fell apart. A breakdown.
But in the middle of her own darkness, she was able to whisper, "Just hold me. Hold me, and I'll be fine."
YOU ARE READING
Tales of a Girl
Short StoryAt night, she pulls her blanket to herself, takes her pen, and remembers every bit of detail in her life. She had a lot to write about her regrets of the past, her doubts of the present, and her worries for her future. She did not want to think, but...
