My First Heartbreak - Original Writing

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Most of the time when you think about heartbreak, you think about a boy and a girl who were madly in love and then one day something tragic happens, and they have a catastrophic breakup. My first heartbreak was nowhere near that. My first heartbreak was a feeling that makes the pit of your stomach feel like it just fell through your body and sends a cold chill into the center of your soul. Although heartbreaks can evoke pain and suffering for a while, sometimes everything does work out for you, and it will all be worth it.
The day I woke up to this soon to be life changing turn of events, I thought it was just going to be a normal day with my mom, not doing anything out of the ordinary or particularly special. I woke up late in the morning, like I always did on a morning in the summer time, and did nothing all day. I was just doing the usual things a twelve year old girl did in the summer: watch television, eat junk food and play on my phone. I was at my mom’s that day, but I was going to my dad’s house later that day to stay for the weekend. Mom and dad usually met up somewhere later in the day around four or five in the afternoon. It was still quite early in the day when mom told me that we were going to Covington for the day. When I thought of a trip to Covington I thought of going shopping, going to the movies, or even going to see my grandma who lived near that area. This trip to Covington was not going to be anything like that. Mom told me that dad wanted to meet in

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