Tears Of A Broken Omega
He was a nightmare to kids my age.
And now he was standing right in front of me.
Thankfully, it was just a glance. He probably realized I wasn’t worth his time.
He began walking past me but then stopped at my doll. My fingers itched for it, but to my horror, he stepped on it, crushing it beneath his feet, and simply walked away.
Tears filled my eyes as I reached for the completely destroyed doll, and before I knew it, I was sobbing quietly.
“Why are you crying?” a new voice said from behind me. Softer this time, almost hesitant.
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