Slowly, but steadily she picked up the broken pieces of her heart. After she had gathered them, she nervously started putting them back together. Just when she had most of it together, she was assembling a tiny piece to the corner. It busted. She knew it couldn't be done. Her heart was broken. All the while, he was looking down at her shamelessly as she cried and cried... and cried... and cried...
-Kal-You have a very unique writing style. I don't know of anyone that could've pulled that off, but you did. Good job :)
Haha thanks! That's what everyone keeps telling me about it being sad! Lol i didnt mean for it to though
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It's sad, but i love how you descibed it, great job! (:
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