It felt as if her lungs were constricting on themselves. A breath she could not draw.
Heart racing. Clutching, clawing at her chest. The pain spread throughout her body.
With a silent scream that could ruin the stongest on Earth, she dropped to her knees. The pain of the impact went unnoticed.
Uncomparable.
Her palms slapped the cold tiles as the sobs racked through her body, the phone slipped from her grasp. Shattering. Fragments scattering.
About the Creator
E. W. Lynn
I love to read and am now beginning to enjoy writing.
I aspire to be a published author, as a hobby. I currently have 4 novel ideas going.
Wish me luck! :)
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