FOUR. from me, the moon

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     CHARLIE SAT at her desk as she typed out another message to her father, it was her third message within a month and he had yet to respond to her, but she hoped that he at least read them

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     CHARLIE SAT at her desk as she typed out another message to her father, it was her third message within a month and he had yet to respond to her, but she hoped that he at least read them. She just wanted him to know how she was doing and what was going on in her life even if he didn't respond to her. She tried to reach out to him. She really did.

She knew little of her father but she wanted to know more and that would be her downfall.

She grabbed her pen and began to click it on her lap as she read her message over and over again. Charlie began to run the pen back and forth on her leg as she began to bite her fingernail. She felt anxious for some reason. She felt like this message was life or death for her and yet, all she had to do was press the blue send button and it would all be over.

She held knit brows as she read the message over and over again. It wasn't even a message that she put much thought into. It was just like her messages from before and yet, she sat there and pondered if she would press send or not.

Charlie heavily sighed and quipped her lips to the side as she began to delete the message and try again another day, but as she began to throw her pen back on her desk, she felt something dripping down the side of her leg.

She held her furrowed brows as she looked down and gasped aloud when she saw black bleeding with red. She muttered profanities under her breath as she stood up, pushed her chair back, and looked down at her leg.

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