She looked at me, defeated. Her eyes showed me everything; she had enough of it all, and so had I.
"Just leave, " she said trembling. Her heart turning to ice as the butterflies fall from out her mouth. The room turning cold.
"You dont give me butterflies anymore."
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Surreal Thrills: A Book of Micro-Stories.
Gys**Mature Content.** | 18+ | Created and dragged off of my twitter account against their will. Terrifying Micro-Stories that are short and disturbing. You will not rest easy after reading these.
