Knocking At Fate's Door
prologue
“I-I think my mom’s dying.”
That was the first thing I ever heard from her. Granted, she wasn’t talking to me, but her friend on the phone, but I still heard her. I pretended not to hear her - so I wouldn’t seem rude - and quickly unlocked the door to my apartment and walked in. But ever since that day, I noticed her and how she would send friendly/neighborly smiles to me whenever we’d pass one another; and how she would give her friends or family that were around her a quivering, helpless smile. And although I had no clue who this girl was, it broke my heart.
That was the first thing I ever heard from her. Granted, she wasn’t talking to me, but her friend on the phone, but I still heard her. I pretended not to hear her - so I wouldn’t seem rude - and quickly unlocked the door to my apartment and walked in. But ever since that day, I noticed her and how she would send friendly/neighborly smiles to me whenever we’d pass one another; and how she would give her friends or family that were around her a quivering, helpless smile. And although I had no clue who this girl was, it broke my heart.
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New story. Like I always say, I shouldn't be starting a new story, but the idea just hit me! XD No, really, though. This story is kind of inspired by some family issues going on at the moment, and I hope that writing this story will be kind of like a therapy. Hopefully. (:This is just a short, little beginning. Later on today, I will post a longer, good chapter. I promise. (:
Oh, and tell me what you think. Does it have potential, should I continue, or should I give up completely? Let me know. :D
Laaaav youuu! (;