Writing Prompt #1: While at the beach, you decide to write a message in a bottle. What would it say? Who would you like to find it?
These are my last words, so remember them well. The world is a cruel place and giving up may be the only option for you. Everything is an illusion. Try to be somebody because that’s the only way you’ll be fine. Try to smile all the time, that way nobody will pity you. Especially when she’s gone. Nobody will judge you when you’re crying alone by yourself. They will constantly remind you to get over it, to move on, to stop crying, to give it a rest. And you won’t. You won’t let her go because she was the most important thing to you. These are my last words to the 7-year-old me.
About the Creator
Vaen Zoán
Hey there! I dream of becoming a writer. Suggestion and help is appreciate. Writing is something that helps me a lot. Thank you for reading little pieces of my mind.
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