Story with Tag: Sad


I was always wishing for someone to rescue me. My prince, my knight in shining armor. But life is not a fairy-tale. You fight to live or you die. (Reads: 240)

Social or anti-social?

We all share the same fate. I think itโ€™s too late to notice my worst, heckpoint. Struggling from side to side, Forcing myself to act mature, before I meet the cold eyes (Reads: 46)