It's short. It's called Last, in general fiction. Need to finish up a few touches and then I'll post the second chapter. I just want to see what else I can improve, hopefully, most of the mistakes had already been cleared up.
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
It's a love story that was supposed to be for Elinor Brynn's winter love contest but I was err...a little late . If you could review it, I will send you a cookie! Thankies!
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh