Powerful Hearts

Powerful Hearts

A Story by HidingGirl

I never tought I would experience such pain, all over my body, I just want to sleep and never wake up... But, when I see her eyes, those almond shaped, dark eyes that hold such pain that I must hold, I know I need to be strong. For her and for me. Even if I'm such a little girl, I know when someone needs me. And she... I wipe my tears and run to her. I almost fell, but she's here, so I didn't. I look at her once more, I see that she's speacking. I can't hear her... But I try to. 
She needs me, my little sister. She deserves to know.
-They took my heart.-I stare at her, without understanding her troubled face.
-Then, how can you cry? -I can see her eyes, starting to fload, she knows what this means. And I tried so hard for her not to...
-My soul is... melting...-Hesitating, but still, I tell her.

© 2014 HidingGirl


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Added on November 21, 2014
Last Updated on November 22, 2014
Tags: beatinghearts, sister