Me
you miss me, you say. me too. I miss the girl with the bright smile. I miss her blonde hair and glowing blue eyes. I miss her laughter and little giggles. i miss when her mom seemed to care. I miss when she ran around with little worry. Her blue eyes lost their glow. She dyed her hair black, her smile faded her. Laughter and giggles were all but a dream he took some parts of her and destroyed them by the time he left. She's just put a fraction of herself with little care. She goes on. the monster in her dreams is real. He haunts and terrorizes while she lays awake in the very same bed. Soon, a ray of sunshine gleamed in bringing back the bright smile, glowing blue eyes and the very same laughter she lost long ago.
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