TheAwesome

Love vs. Brain
Chapter 1

Ava's P.O.V.

My neck was tilted back onto the scratchy, dead grass. The summer breeze felt nice is my oceaned hair. I was staring at the stars in the sky, my normal routine I do when my head is in need of clearing. I started thinking about all the boys in my class, how all were friends to me. I tear ran down my face as I thought to myself I will never be able to go on a date with a boy. I will never be able to have so-called "fireworks" when a boy kisses me. I never expierence the only magic on this earth. A flash back started to apear in my head. It was probably just my PTSD (post-traumatuc stress disorder).
It was the trip I took when I was little with my mom and dad. We were ziplining down in South America. My mother and I shared the same harnest because I was too little. But something went terribly wrong. My mind went blank. Then the flashback started again we fell, my mother and I, we fell hard. I was in a-coma for 6 months. When I woke up my father told me my mother had not survived. I had didn't cry or didn't even feel sad. That's when the doctors realized i had damaged amygdala. The section of your brain in which it controls your emotions. In other words I was no longer able to love anyone.  My father and I grew far apart, we barely speak at dinner.
My eyes opened again. There I was safe under the stars once again. My mind was still cluttered. I had already accepted I was different. I accepted that I would never love again.

Little did I know LOVE is stronger then the brain.


Sorry probs a lot of spelling and grammar error:) But if no one likes it I won't contuine.

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I love how people say remember when we used to do something when we were little, and I still do all those things :). Examples.

1. When we used to put our sun in the corner of the paper.
I still do that

2. When you would open your mouth and drink the water when we little.
I still do that.

3.  When we said you can back cut me.
Of course I still do that.

I'm never growing up <3

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It would suck
If you were hiding from a serial killer
and you got the hiccups
 

  Just saying

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It would suck
If you were hiding from a serial killer
and you got the hiccups
 

  Just saying

- Babe Ruth

Poor Walruses

always being made fun of