Fell Into My Own Destruction

I sat there with all the books in front of me. With all those memories just lying there. I kept staring at one thing and then the other. My eyes kept moving from one place to another. I was here to find something I had long forgotten, but today's unusual events had refreshed all those memories that had taken ages to hide, that were hidden beneath everything else. All those memories I had held back, all those tears and all those scars were now once again refreshed.

Shining Soul

She stood there at the end of the hallway staring at all the different people there. Nobody had noticed her as usual as she stood in the very corner. That hallway brought back memories. Memories of HIM. She didn't want to remember anything. She wanted to forget. She wanted everything to end. But deep down inside she wanted to keep all those scars fresh so she could know how easy it was to fall for someone, make them apart of you and then all of a sudden live life on your own. She was one of those many thousand people who had survived those scars but her story, it was different in some way. It wasn't like all the other 'stories'.

I HATE MYSELF

A story never heard nor wrote. My life is that myth. Everything was perfect, my life was amazing. It was complete, and after losing my parents when I was 2 years old, I only had my brother who was mentally not well. I wasn’t a rich girl, I was living a poor hard life but I had love surrounding me. I had everything I wanted, I was happy and soon me and my fiancé were going to get married. Both of us belonged to the same class and were living a life of hardwork but we loved each other and that makes every other thing small. I loved him crazily, I was mad after him. So was he. I was living a life of fairytales.