“To you, it just a goodbye, but it broke me into pieces. Pieces that I can’t put together, hard to fix, beyond repairs. Now I see you in everyone. I think everyone is like you; I can’t bring you back but your memories still last. Like a puzzle, you
took a piece of me away, now I’m incomplete.”
Sheila kept writing these words down in a note pad. Every word she wrote felt so real to her that she began believing in her write up. That wasn’t her first time; she believed that as a writer, if she doesn’t feel the emotions in her writing, her readers won’t feel it as well.
Lets find out what had happened next!