

Final GoodbyeShe stood motionless against the howling wind. Her long silver hair was down, slapping her face and trailing wildly behind her as if it longed to go back to the grounds where she was raised. It was my home, she thought, anger and grief rising within her, but not anymore. Her black eyes reflected the waxing moon as they darted fiercely toward the school.Final Goodbye
A forgotten memory flashed through her head, obscuring her vision. She was five, looking at herself in the mirror for the first time. She didnt look like other girls. Her hair was very long; even as it was tied up it almost reached her waist. Like silver mist it shimmered be


VisitingHi, Mom, I know I know its been a while. Ive just been busy trying to make a living so I can keep my new apartment. Yeah, I got my own place, finally. Its nothing fancy, but its livable. I wish I couldve afforded more, but it isnt easy being a musician. I keep hoping that someone somewhere will hear me playing that guitar and tell me Im brilliant. Its a silly dream, isnt it? I just cant help but hope for that I cant shake that dream from my head. You know Ive wanted to be a singer since I was five. Im just not sure how much longer I can do this, thVisiting
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