I must be dreaming

by LadyOfHarlot

Short One-shot. After you lose someone you love, your afraid to love again. Sometimes you go to extreme measures to make sure you never love again, but how far will those measures be? Review after you read, please and thank you.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"

She cried, cradling herself in her arms. She was afraid to be alone, afraid to show herself to the world. She was afraid to show herself to her friends, to the world, to those people. She wanted more than anything to fit in with those kinds of people. Beauty was counted, personality was best known to be hidden. She no matter what or who complimented, she knew better then to listen. She wasn't hard-headed, she wasn't heartbroken, she was just closed, her mind and body sealed with lock and key. Noone could break her, she had barriers covering her heart, and she would never open up. HE had to come along, with his perfect brown eyes, his blond hair, his gorgeous smile. She remembered those memories, her first kiss, how he held her like she was his world. She missed that, and she hated dreaming about it. She wanted him, she needed him. She grabbed the gun under her pillow, knowing that without him, she wouldn't live, that she was supposed to be nonexistent, that she would not be herself. she pointed it, at her head, and closed her eyes,crying her last tears. Then bang, the gun went off, and she dropped, not knowing that THAT boy was standing right in front of her door, wanted to kiss her..again.

I was a moody child when I wrote this. This is for all the girls, who still miss their ex's. Just don't ever try going to FAR. Its not worth it cause you regret it, every step of the way. Alright, I'm done. Arigato! Ciao!