My family left home to run an errand for a week. I was left home alone; doing my project. When I didn’t see my scissors, but seeing a blade on the table, I did what to do.
I had been cutting papers with the small blade—that my index finger started to bleed. The moment late, I just thought on cutting more and then I saw my wrist…
Suddenly, came my neighbors saying I should come to their home because I might think on killing my own self.
Then it occurred to me; I was slowly killing my self subconsciously.
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100 Words in 100 Stories, eh?
Casuale[COMPLETED] Another book for compilation of stories but of maximum and minimum of just 100 words each stories. Book language is preferably English. Also, provides different genres. *** Related Stories: Really, 200 Words in 200 Stories, yeah?, Volum...
