When you pass,
I'll remember everything you told me.
Every word you said.
Every syllable that ever left your lips
hits me all at once.
When you pass,
The gym won't be the same;
cycling will become a hateful chore.
And I won't be able
to look your family in the eyes.
When you pass,
I won't wear my favourite white pants
I'll pass the store
where we bought them
And just cry
When you pass,
I'll never be the same
ever again.
Don't pass.
Don't go.
Don't leave me here alone.
You don't need to pass,
to make me feel this way,
just make sure,
that you stay.
Hanging on - The Curse of Fashion by jelle1218, literature
Literature
Hanging on - The Curse of Fashion
“Jenny, run!” I yelled, grabbing her hand as she struggled to keep up. I heard her wheezing. Please, oh please don’t get an asthma attack now!
“Sam, I can’t…” she huffed. I took her and carried her instead.
“We have to go before they get us!” I told her, ducking into a bush. I couldn’t watch her run in that state and she was getting heavy, so I decided to hide instead. “Be very quiet” I told my sister as a lay her on the grass. She nodded.
I kept my ears perked up. I kept my eyes sharp. Glancing around, I noticed something. The enemy! We arrived at their camp! And they
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Kiba x Reader
“Are you okay?” a soft voice asks, as you dizzily try to regain your vision. No way, was that Kurenai-sensei? You must be dreaming! Pinching your eyes closed, and also pinching your arm, you shake your head, only to look up to the same woman again. “Don’t hurt yourself! Hang on, Tsunade-sama is coming,” she tries to assure you. Your arms and legs are too weak to move.
“Wh-who is it sensei?” a shy voice asks.
“Hina-chan!” you suddenly scream and, with all your might, push yourself up to see Hinata staring at you, slightly dazed.
“H-how do you kn-know my name?&r