-Girl-
I think I made a mistake.
The boy
he saw me.
He.
Saw.
Me.
And I ran.
As always.
I was trying to make sure this boy was who I thought he was so I got closer than I normally would.
I moved.
He looked.
He saw.
I ran.
He followed.
I hid.
He stayed.
He is still here, waiting.
I can wait longer.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl with Wings
FantasyEveryone is born with something. I got wings. ............... This is the English version of my Italian translation project, enjoy!
