Jacob Grandmaison
Joined November 2017
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Bio
A guy who likes to write and trying to figure out what to do with his life.
Stories (4/0)
The Last Line
She laid in the bed wide awake. She could hear him lightly snoring and wondered how he could sleep so peacefully. She tossed and turned every night with the same thoughts haunting her brain. Even the music she blasted through her ear buds couldn't block out the thoughts. She glanced at the clock, 2:07 AM. She had to be up in less than four hours. She flipped on her side and looked at him. She studied his peaceful face. His stubble was just starting to grow in. His chest would slowly move up and down with every breath he took. She wanted to cry. She didn’t want to hurt him anymore.
By Jacob Grandmaison6 years ago in Humans