Uhm Hi am newbie here.. this story may take time.. it's typically on going

Still thinking what's the best ending for this story. This story is all about a boy who have a full of anxiety where he lives in a world of regrets... Well still making the character look even using ibis paint while I finished it visit my Twitter T-T

I am hardly ever able

to sort through my memories

and come away whole

or untroubled.

It is difficult

to sift through the stones,

the weighty moments and know

which is rare gem,

which raw coal,

which worthless shale or slate.

So, one by one,

I drag them across the page

and when one cuts into the white,

leaves a trail of blood,

no matter how narrow the stream,

then I know

I’ve found the real thing,

the diamond,

one of the priceless gems

my pain produced.

“There! There,” I say,

“is a memory worth kee

Noah is known at school as an all-around bad boy, Part of him is broken and shattered, part of him is still holding on to what little things he has left. Its hard being able to "fit in" with the rest of the crowd at school. His mom passed and it was hard for him to get through it.

He's had one person closest to him, they'd known him for the longest time. They grew up with each other spending the majority of their time together. Learning about the real side of what actually happens behind the smile that hides everything. The darker side of life. Reality.

He had nothing left he gave up and wanted to move. He was going to. But then he met Isabella. Spending time around her changed everything about him.So, why is it so hard to let her go when it comes time to go?