They had a fight. He got angry. Stormed off. She was still badly shaken from the way he looked at her. There was nothing she could do. She knew it. But what was worse than anything he could do, she didn't have anyone to turn to. His look. It was all she could think of. The way he looked at her like she was worse than anything. It showed in his eyes. It ripped her apart inside. Tearing something in her. She crumpled to the ground. She didn't even notice she was crying. She could feel her heart ripping itself up. Her hands were folded in her lap. Her head was bowed letting her tears fall into her folded hands. She knew she wouldn't love the same. She realized there's no one to turn to. She quietly wiped her face with the back of her hands and stood up. She picked up her bag and started walking. With each step, she built a wall around her heart. With each step, she folded her feelings. With each step, she became a shell, a ghost of herself.
I still come back to this every time i get in fan fiction... Same with the other one u wrote.. Keep writing... You're good at it. Hoping you'd write another again or continue the other story u did...