Ending my favourite

On the next warm morning,we returned to the attic.I felt like a stone fell out of my deep heart.Roy didn’t know what to say… I could feel his heart beat slowly.His blonde hair stood on his head.I didn’t know why she ( the old lady ) is so special for me.I felt like I lost a real friend.

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3 Responses to Ending my favourite

  1. Steffi says:

    This is a great post and I love the simile in your story ending.
    Well done!!!:)

  2. Rose says:

    This is a very powerful writing and I like the description you have used. This is really good. Well done. Keep up the work.

  3. Nikola says:

    Thank you Rose and Steffi. 😉

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