A/N: So, this is a contest entry hopefully, for the contest, The Beginning of the End, so it's supposed to be 250 words, with the same beginning and ending word. I could use some help with it. I know it's really lame, and i super suck at writing short stories, so I wrote this as a challenge. Also because of the 250 word limit, it's even worse. Anyway, any advice would be great
Oh, and sorry about the formatting, there were indents and things where there are supposed to be, but when I posted it, it looked like how it is now. I don't know how to fix it.
“Breathe. Just breathe. Everything’ll be okay.” Tiffany didn’t understand the irony of what she was saying. I heaved out the most convincing breath of air I could muster and tried to remember what it was supposed to be like. I glanced over at her to see if she was buying my fake release of breath.
Tiffany had been my best friend since kindergarten, but ever since three years ago she’d seemed to become so naïve. I knew that was only from my perspective, though. Because of my Change.
I looked down at the paper in my hands. She seemed to think it was so important. To me, it was just a piece of paper. College had once been important to me, too, but it had become like a joke now.
“I’m gonna go get some air.” I gave a half-smile and got to my feet. She mistook my reason for wanting to get away and touched my arm understandingly. I let the paper fall to the table and she resumed my act of staring at it.
Stepping out the front door, I let the cool air brush over me. The sound of laughter caught my attention and I noticed a couple going seemingly nowhere but to enjoy each others company. They were happy. Happiness still existed in the world. Real, pure happiness. If they could have it, I could somehow find it, too, right?
The thought gave me hope and, for a minute, it felt almost like I could breathe.
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