The Break-UpA Story by ForbiddenThe Title is simply what it is about a break-up. It had to be done in a 100 words or less.The storm brewing outside told me that something wasn’t right. “Thanks for the Memories” started playing on my phone, indicating someone was trying to call me.
“Hello” My voice was shaky all of a sudden for no reason, why was I so scared just to answer a call.
“Beth, we need to talk.” Alex’s voice broke through on the other end of the line.
“What’s wrong?” He sounded worried for no reason, at least that’s what I thought.
“We need to break up.” Then the phone went flat and that was the last time I heard from Alex.
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