I lost him when I was merely 16, but I gained another. I struggled to live, to bring him up. But he still lingers in my mind. I would never imagine, what happens if we ever crossed paths again. I wonder if my heart will still burn and create a tornado in it. But on the other hand, I really hope I will meet him again. 

Girl, 16. Injured and alone. Boys, promised to fixed her up. 

  Sequel to It's a Story! ☺ Enjoy, 

A short story, Please comment if you like it.