Writing Prompt

We leaned up against the wall, and I had no idea what was going to happen next.

Then she’s gone.

Shot dead.

My mother is on the ground covered in blood and I’m covering Aelin’s mouth so she doesn’t cry.

My mother died so we don’t get caught.

We will not get caught.

(Based off of my WOF series)...

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I leaned up against the wall

With no clue woth what is coming next

Trying to hold on to the bar

That is fragile and will break

When I break

Doing jumps

And exercises

Learning

Leaning against the wall

To keep me from breaking

Thats life

We all have that bar

To hold

The might break

But we keep it intact

Or hide very well

So others don’t notice the broken bar

And when we lean against th...

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