She sat in silence and then she jumped at the loud bang on the glass wall. She saw him, he was breathing heavy and he was tired. She walked towards him, his hand was against the glass and she placed her hand on the opposite of his, he looked up and saw her, she smiled as he smiled back, he scribbled something in his notebook "Sing your song." It said, she looked at him and they sat down on the floor as she began to sing, it was a sorrowful, haunting song. It made him tremble as he heard her, she seemed like a ghost to him. She stopped and looked at him, lava tears fell down her face as she got to the glass, she placed her hand on the glass and he put his on the opposite side of her's, she leaned her forehead onto the glass and so did he, she looked at him and smiled slightly, they stayed like that for around ten minutes. He suddenly pulled away and she looked at him wide eyed, he started to hit the glass again and she saw it, a crack. Their was a crack in the glass. Her eyes went wide in horror, she shook her head quickly, he wrote something down on the notebook and held it to the glass "I want to be closer to you." It said.
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The Fire Girl And The Wax Boy
Short StoryHe stays there. By her side, watching her. Since, they can't touch. If she comes close to him, he will melt. So they sit there, staring at each other, beckoning for someone to break their silence. For them to at least talk to them, they have loved e...