blueturtle1994

"Don't cry," he said, wiping away my tears. "Please, Jenna, don't cry." "I'm sorry," I choked out. He cupped my chin and tilted my face up so that I had to look at him. "You don't need to apologize," he said. "I just hate to see you so sad. What can I do to make it better?" "Nothing," I mumbled. "I just want to lay here in my misery and die." "Oh no. You're not getting away that easily." He reached over and grabbed my sides, tickling me. "Stop it, Chandler!" I cried, trying not to laugh. But he persisted. "Nope. Not until you give up and let me see a smile." I grimaced at him. He paused only for a second to say, "No, a real one," before

I have been told you will know when you meet your true love but what if you have already meet the person that your heart will belong to for all eternity and you know that she will never love you back that way? I have met that person I know who my true love is, and I know that I will spend my whole life loving her and keeping her safe, I will even fool her into thinking I love another simply because she will be happier knowing that I do not love her that way. She wishes me to be happy and yet, that forces me to be unhappy because I will do anything to make her happy, I will find another who I will love and care for, but never as I love her a

I wish I didn’t have to spend every day and every night in fear. Every day, I have a new fear a new thought that could kill. Every night she might come out and kill those I care for. Every night, I fear my dreams they are rare, but when they come they are far worse than any reality. Every day is a struggle, to keep myself sane to keep myself from killing others or from being killed. Every day, I must hide my true face and put my mask on for if I show my face then my fears will come true. Every night, is worse than the day for I am vulnerable and I know not what she does while my soul is gone. Every day, I must keep myself from killing