I changed this story to IZ so I could post it on here, please no mean reviews.
Storyline: I'm gonna let you interpert this story however you want to.
Disclaimer: I don't own crap!...
Tak's POV
"It's nothing,..." I thought to myself
"That's right...it's all pretend...it's not real..." I said trying to force a smile
"Nothing's real,..it's all fake..It's a dream.."
Deep down I knew I was lying to myself, I knew this wasn't a dream...It was real...
"Why did it have to be real?" "Why couldn't it be just a horrible nightmare?" "A nightmare i'll wake up from anytime now.."
"Why couldn't I wake up..?" "I have to wake up..." I whispered to myself
"Why wasn't I there? Why wasn't I there for you?" Tears started streaming down my face
"Why didn't you tell me you were that sick?" "Why didn't you tell me it was that dangerous?" I whispered to myself
"You could have told me the truth! I could have handled It no matter how much it hurt..." I looked at the empty seat at the table, the one you would have seat at...
"It's just a dream..." I whispered to myself
"It's just a dream..."
So basically my interpretation of this story is:
Tak's mom died, But her mom didn't tell her that she was sick with something that was life threatening, It doesn't seem like her mother should be dead but she is..the one thing that gets to her even more is that she never got to say goodbye.
I had to change it to IZ to post it tho.
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