“Yhea well…” I trailed off. “Just get out of my room!” “I’m scared for you. I don’t know who you are anymore.” my mother sobbed. She leaves my room,knife in hand,and shuts the door.
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i lay here, thinking about this life. i stare into the darkness which seems to pull me in. just like it did a year ago when it all started… ive tried before, and it never worked… no one will care, i think as i reach my weak arm over to my dresser drawer and pull… Continue reading come join me